I am the roaring wind of the forest whose whispers are heard among the silent trees.
I travel to distant shores and tickle the ocean at its home.
I am the lady love of thunder who ignites the sky to make me wonder.
I swim across the distant lands and kiss the foreheads of the tallest mountains.
I rush through the gaping valleys and echo the wordless chords aloud.
Once there, I met a little soon-to-bloom flower pushing hard through its coat.
Another window I banged opened and made the curtains fly astray.
There I met silky strands and caught their owner blushing hard.
The pages fluttered on her desk, and her story went...