Where would we be without the breeze?
There is no change with no wind
We are gasping for air
Waiting to see
If our world must end
Holding our breaths
Just to pretend like there is something better to begin
But how will we find a new beginning
If we fear the direction of the wind
You’ll never know where you’ll end
Or if you will
If you don’t simply begin
How can we fear both the infinite and oblivion?
If for once we listened to the wind