The Restless Wind

The restless wind becomes an expedition beyond someone's inexperienced mind. It's a destination without a quest.

An inexperienced mind can lead in many directions. Likening an object to a dream goes nowhere. It will signal a situation
that transcends your innermost thoughts.

New ideas soothe your innermost thoughts for a refreshing experience. The restless wind continues to blow. You can't see
it, but its invisibility can either harm or bring the gentleness of a warm, cozy, enlightenment to one's mind.

Blowing images of concentration into the realms of deeper thinking, the restless wind doesn't mess around; it permeates the
wild side of life.

Destinations unknown, the restless wind branches out into a dimension, invariably within the breezes of distinction. Until it
decides to calm itself down, the translation is that it blows and blows. Sometimes, it leaves behind messes to clean up.


Depicting losses of memories very much treasured, the restless wind tatters and tatters a lonesome sound, clattering
torments of chattering that wails and wails.

Rebounding for no apparent reason, the restless wind abounds to madness, taking a broadside view of scenes fading away
into nothingness.

For the visions, it proclaims to have recalled, without an escape hatch, the restless wind has a provision for the many people
who have fallen into oblivion. The only way of escape, with a lot of thought for something more, is to find yourself a
repertoire of visions galore.

Written By Anna Marie Carlson
Thursday, October 10, 2019