The Kindred of the Eternal

I balance in the wind,
and am not afraid.

The wind is my friend,
it soothes me,
it comforts me,
it is my home,
my companion,
my bliss. ›

It takes me to the corners
of the world,
so that I my delight.
It is my helper,
my protector,
so that I am always at peace.

When the violent storms come,
it’s not the wind’s fault —
her molecules, her gases,
her movements
are as much abused
as I.

Evil may appear,
destruction and death
may have their hour,
but I tremble not —
my friend,
along with her gases,
movements and molecules,
are with me forever.

I rest in them,
they delight in me,
and this will always be.