I AM THE WIND;  

take comfort in my caresses
that glide across your cheek;
lean into me or shield yourself
for I may be strong for you,
cold, warm or dry as bone;
let me lift you, unburden your feet
and make you feel that you do fly;
let me dry away your tears or
blame me for your stinging eyes,

but above all,
remember me.
     I am with you;
     I am the wind.

     —PseudoLove


(Audio is BBX SFX Library, 1999, Weather, Polar Wind)