symonacolina

Out in the open, out in the blue
Where there is the wind,
Whispering, caressing, seducing,
Soft breezes, mighty storms...

I see the wind in the sea,
In the clouds covering the sky,
I feel the wind, crushing, caressing, capturing ...
One with the wind and sea.

A world moving on and on.
From one end to an other.
Into and from a deep blue sky,
Into and from a deep blue sea.

The wind is whispering stories,
The wind with all its strength,
The wind is telling me dreams,
And I believe them all.