• While it takes grasp of everything
    It will wither all delicate desires.
    Funniest thing is it wont stop.
    Never rests for a second.

    Staying constant and on track.
    It will always stay its course.
    Obstacles will just be pushed away
    And in reality, torn apart.

    Some try to ride the wind
    With no premonitions at all.
    They get exhausted, and die.
    Sooner then they ever thought.

    Others realize it's there, but dont care.
    It pushes them to destiny unexpectedly
    And they choose it to be fate.
    The wind has intentions of it's own.

    I now know it's impossible to control wind.
    It can destroy you, and will one day.
    But I also remember the life it brung.
    I'll smile as it reigns over me until the end.