I want the wind to hold me in its powerful grasp,

I never want it to fade away,

I want to fly away with it & never come back,

I want to always hear its roar,

As it chants its wretched song & dances its controlling dance,

I want to roar & howl till things crumble in my wake,

But I can just keep dreaming as the last leaf floats to the ground,

Without even a challenge,

And all I can do is say my goodbyes as the wind dies,

And it screams its one last condemned howl.