"You are touched by something invisible, something that bends trees and makes strange sounds. It throws the ocean into confusion, whips up fantastic froths of cloud, and carries the desert off in its arms. And yet it communicates directly and intimately with you. You can feel its effects deep inside...". L. Watson
To be touched so by the wind is to be held in the embrace of an elemental... DSD
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When the wind caresses one side of the face, it establishes a differrential to the other side and a sense of that difference becomes a measure of being alive. When everything feels the same it is more difficult to achieve that reality. The experience is harmlessly addictive and perpetually satisfying. To me.
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