Just passing through*

Just passing through* 

Very frigid and very cold

Withstand that feeling one must be bold

To know that where this comes from is the north wind

Travels downward through the south to hopefully end

This wind that picks up with intensity so rapid and fast

To the bystander no ending in this as it does not pass

But from the source it comes from the Arctic ice and snow

It is released on a journey that it already knows

To some a cooling sensation a breath of fresh air

That washes away the veil of drudgery that is still there

Everywhere it goes in its direction not shown

But it will not reveal its identity as not to be known

It has in impact on everything it touches you see

And never to be harnessed as it always is free

So it seems that the wind can carry an essence cold but true

But never to be seen when it passes in one's view

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