Feel the wind, the same ancient wind that's been following this world for an eternity. This wind pushed back your ancestor's hair, and will blow your descendant's. It's seen it all, and will see more every year it is around. The trees follow the suite, and if you had ever seen what they had seen, you'd be silent too. You'd know it all, and pass it down the wood, since trees have no reason to gossip. Your dignity and humility keep people from hiding, and would do anything around you. Luv it all |