he would have wanted everything to roll on smoothly... uncorrupted grass hills, clear blue skies, a mirror lake, then a slow flowing gust of wind that smooths and rolls through and through, and through and through.

but life would not have it his way. at many points of the wind's journey to the other end, it has to endure... obstacles. difficulties. rejections.


Willow said...

... he might get better formed when he reaches the valley due to the obstacles.. :)

arcibaldo said...

hopefully he does. ;)