A whirl blast it starts to come
pushing clouds that part for sun.
Air roar now tickles inhale.
Very strong like winter gale.

Gust makes tunnel in the sky.
Birds fly with wings oh so high.    
Gales speaks to warn one and all.    
Now take cover before fall.    

Crystal children plan their ascend
Clouds open with flecks to send.  

Nobel mountains start to shine.
Landscape white it is divine.

Wind whispers to me
"I bring cold, aromas, leaves"
I know life's a breeze

Can't it just
not this harsh
not mush, but
not this hard
why this rush
can't it must
stop the gush
like but not
when it rusts
no more trust
ends to gust
it just got
lost again, tough.

The wind blows the flowers petals away,
and I want to go with them.
I want to get away from the place
where they think I'm their gem.

Let me ride the wings of the winds
until I reach the western isles.
I want to be free of my pain,
get rid of these foul trials.

I just want to be free of this pain,
destroy my soul if you must.
I want the wind to take me
to lands far away, while I ride the gust.