The wind blows with such power and force that the branches on the trees around me snap,
One by one they fall to the ground,
But yet I stand, unmovable against it’s will.
The wind howls so loud that it frightens every animal in sight,
But yet I stand in silence, deaf to its voice.
The wind makes the air around so fierce and cold,
But yet I stand in warmth, as if I was by an open campfire,
And as quickly as the wind came it is gone,
But I am unchanged.