𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨?
Once upon a time, when all the things you see, picked a colour for their body, the wind was too late. All the colours were given away and the wind left with no colour at all.
The tremendous, fluid body the wind is, became so sad it was just hanging around for ages.
On a sunny day, the wind was finally sick of just hanging. Carried by the heat of the sun, the wind started moving. The wind thought: "Maybe I can find something that would share their colour with me!"
The search began and the wind looked everywhere. A lot of things were so keen on their colour that they preferred not to share it. The sand was so friendly, it lent the wind some colour. The wind tried it on for a while but it didn't feel right. Also the fog was happy to help but also the white of the fog wasn't what the wind was hoping for.
After such a long time having no colour, no colour seemed perfect for the wind.
The search went on and on.
During the search the wind flew over the sea and slid off mountains and enjoyed how the creatures responded when the wind came by, the wind realised it was able to be everywhere.
The wind observed how all the things and creatures with colour treated each other, the wind grew fond of its invisibility.
"Now I can disturb those visible creatures! or comfort them!" thought the wind.
But most importantly, the wind fell in love with playing with all the visible things and creatures!
Over the mountains and the sees, between the houses and above the streets. With tree branches, dune grasses and human hair.
Even though you cannot see it, the wind made it its job to let you know when it's around,
The tremendous, fluid body the wind is, became so sad it was just hanging around for ages.
On a sunny day, the wind was finally sick of just hanging. Carried by the heat of the sun, the wind started moving. The wind thought: "Maybe I can find something that would share their colour with me!"
The search began and the wind looked everywhere. A lot of things were so keen on their colour that they preferred not to share it. The sand was so friendly, it lent the wind some colour. The wind tried it on for a while but it didn't feel right. Also the fog was happy to help but also the white of the fog wasn't what the wind was hoping for.
After such a long time having no colour, no colour seemed perfect for the wind.
The search went on and on.
During the search the wind flew over the sea and slid off mountains and enjoyed how the creatures responded when the wind came by, the wind realised it was able to be everywhere.
The wind observed how all the things and creatures with colour treated each other, the wind grew fond of its invisibility.
"Now I can disturb those visible creatures! or comfort them!" thought the wind.
But most importantly, the wind fell in love with playing with all the visible things and creatures!
Over the mountains and the sees, between the houses and above the streets. With tree branches, dune grasses and human hair.
Even though you cannot see it, the wind made it its job to let you know when it's around,