For I Am the WindA Story by poetic-raven2012For I Am the Wind Beaten red cheeks, happy light laughter, I can be them all. Maybe you can be the person I will make happy; the person whose fluorescent smiles will be graced with a sunny breeze, the person whose tears will be carefully dried, the person whose skin will never be flushed and hot. If I can make you smile, then you could be the one I will smile down upon. You could be the person my gusts and whips simply graze - like a feather gently scraped across the skin by a loving, carefree hand. I could be the impossibly light touch that would cause your hair to stir against your neck, and make you smile to yourself. Although this would only last as long as you let it - eventually, as with everyone else, you will decide that it’s just too dangerous to keep company with nature’s worst. But if you decide to go, I will have no choice but to let you go, for even someone as powerful as me has to respect the power of your frown, and the urge to turn it around. For anyone else, it is never a good decision to try to go against me, because even though on my own I am cool, fire is in my debt. Without me on scorching days, the fire would never spread beyond itself. Yes, the fire owes me, and I am mean enough to turn on a whim and demand my payback. No, it isn’t smart to get in the way of the fire, but never get in the way of the wind. © 2010 poetic-raven2012Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on January 5, 2010 Last Updated on January 17, 2010 Previous Versions Authorpoetic-raven2012Baltimore, MDAboutHiya. I'm Jenn, I'm fifteen. I have the five most amazing best friends in the world. ♥ I spend as much time as possible with them as possible. I hate being home; my mom and I constantly fight. .. more..Writing
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