January 31, 2003

The wind...

I love the wind. It cannot be captured, nor should it be. It is free, it blows through. For these things I love it. To be with the wind, what do you do? I am not quite sure. It cannot be captured on film, cannot be recorded. I love you wind. Blow on through my soul.

Posted by Broch at January 31, 2003 02:23 AM

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