Let it be, let it "wind"*

Let it be, let it "wind"*

Not noticeable but a substance makes it move

It comes out of nowhere and then finds a groove

It follows through as though it knows its path

And then when it speeds up more to become of a wrath

Tireless its momentum though it seems it has a mind

Destruction when it is quicker, obstacles like twigs in its find

When it is all over no matter what it left to see

It was the wind that came through without warning as its free

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