The Wind

This is some of the randomness that occurs in my head:

I lay in the car and I watch the wind blow strongly. Its huge gusts blow leaves out of the trees and every so often I feel its big arms grab the car I’m in and give it a rattle. I watch as it carries away leaves and I wonder what kind of unseen things this wind is carrying. I feel like there is more to this wind than people think and that it is carrying something other than debris through the sky. Maybe it’s carrying the laughter of children all around so that others may share in their joyous rituals. Or, perhaps it carries music in its strong embrace. Sweet melodies wisp through the sky so that others may hear the gorgeous symphony they make when they combine. Most of all, when the wind is this strong, I think it carries millions upon millions of dreams in its mighty arms. Dreams that long to be reality and dreams that are just put into to place to instill hope in people. They are carried through the trees in hopes that they might be shared with other, and this, I believe, is the most noble and beautiful thing about this mighty and majestic wind. It has the capacity to carry these things across vast distances and beyond so that people everywhere may feel joy, listen to the beauty that is music, and be given hope for a better and brighter tomorrow. That is all a person can ask for and this noble and majestic part of nature that we call win grants all of us that very experience as it whips through our hair and through our lives. :)