The raging battle



The wind fly's

It goes were it pleases

It has no care

It can't be hurt

It can run

Or it can hide

You'll never know

Because what you can't see

Can always hurt you

Some say it's mysterous

How can it get so strong?

It is powerful

Yet gentle

How can that be

It can move your hair

It can pull down tree's

And push you down

Yet it's everywhere

You can feel it

But you can't see it

What are you going to do?

Fight a losing battle

Or win the raging war?

Well the answer is

Neither

For you can't do nothing

For we need the wind

It has the essence we need to breathe

And without that we are

nothing