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| "Winds" Many winds blow across the plains. Each evokes a different feeling of emotion. Each brings a unique thing with it. Each is escorted by an arrangement of colors. A rising wind blows across the plains. It evokes a tremendous feeling of gratitude. It brings the dawning of a new day. It is escorted by yellow rays of sunlight. A gentle wind blows across the plains. It evokes a humble feeling of awe. It brings a cool, relaxing breeze along. It is escorted by a white-clouded blue sky. A kind wind blows across the plains. It evokes a joyous feeling of thanksgiving. It brings with it much needed rain. It is escorted by a slate-blue sky. A finicky wind blows across the plains. It evokes a dangerous feeling of fear. It brings the spiralling tornados along. It is escorted by the greenish tinge in the sky. An angry wind blows across the plains. It evokes a deep feeling of amazement. It brings the blazing lightning and thunder. It is escorted by clouds of the deepest black. A mysterious wind blows across the plains. It evokes a puzzled feeling of wonder. It brings with it a disruption of peace. It is escorted by a colorful array of light. A final wind blows across the plains. It evokes a tremendous feeling of sadness. It brings the final light of day. It is escorted by emerging starts and the moon. Megan Delia Ratcliff 27 June 1996 |