The Windy City, home of falling leaves, and shattered trees
F0- When the breeze temps you, a moment of doubt
but you have learned from the tree, to never just go with the breeze
F1-The winds stirs your beliefs, but does not change them
F2 –It may knock you off balance, but not knock you down
F3- The apple may be dropped, but never to far from the tree.
F4- You may feel like a black hole, is sucking the life out of you
but you still have life.
F5- Until the finger of God. Death
For the wind extinguishes candles
and fans fires.
Yet, it does not know right from wrong.
It tears away from us all
but the things
that cannot be torn,
so that we see ourselves
as we really are.
I do no resist nor accept.
Never loose my balance.
I may be pushed,
But I float above it all.
My moves flow.
I am one with air.