Lungs of the world, Breathe with me. In and out, In harmony. Breathe in love. Breathe out pain. Fill my soul, With golden rain. What do you need to breathe out?
What troubles you today? Allow the winds of your mind to blow them free. Black clouds dominating. Winds intensifying. Waves growing. Yet in the nature of chaosis a tranquillity for the brave to discover. A thousand whispers carried on the windbecome the choir of heavenserenading troubles from the mind.