Become like wind.

This episode is also available as a blog post: https://imnotgoood21blog.wordpress.com/2023/03/08/become-like-wind/ "A part of me, the love it takes And when I’m lost, the ground, it shakes Foundation trembles from the trouble The cracks impress their way to rubble Among the mess, I’d caused a quake Undressed those words, revealed my fate …but all is not lost, you see? For when the eyes awake, believe They travel to the land of hope Where destruction mends to cope And binds upon the fragile cracks Secures the fortress, inscribes the plaques Conceals the self-destructive haze Detained by the eternal flame The plaques, like mirrors, of our youth As on their breast, beholds the truth The truth that we all hold within If only we’d become like wind."