Leaves dance and swirl
harkening the arrival
of earths heavy sigh
with softly whispered greetings.
Grass and trees bow to its majesty.
as it moves to and fro unfettered, unchained
while all in its path just stand and stare
and give glory to its countenance.
refreshing on a warm day,
scorned during a storm.
It cares naught for others
only its own course.
It is ancient and eternal
changing when it wants,
destroying if it so pleases,
causing us to lift our faces or bend our heads.
It can be a friend or a foe.
It can change a ships course with a single breath.
It cannot be tamed or transformed
though man wishes and continues to try.
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