What is the feeling of wind?

Is it the coolness of the breeze at night?  

Soft and refreshing,

that reaches into your skin, chilling you to the bones,

clear and comforting?

Or is it the gusts that blow through dandelion fields?

Strong and billowing,

Lifting your hair, whispering into the trees,

Rising and falling.

Is it the harshness of a rainy storm?

Cold and unforgiving,

Covering the sky with grey, rattling windows and doors,

Violent and ravaging.

Or is it the breath that you breathe?

Coming from deep inside you,

Providing you with life, filling up your heart,

Flowing clouds and ocean blue.

Clear and comforting, rising and falling, violent and ravaging, what gives the world life.

That is the feeling of wind.