Her

The wind blew lightly barely touching the earth carefully carressing the face of nature she quiet;y preperes herself for battle SHe begins to speed up yet her arms tenderly enveloped nature sweet and loving she is as her breeze sways the branches in the trees She is not question she achieves great honor everything in her path becomes part of her nature,humans,emotions, all breeze within her Regardless of the pain surrounding her she is fill with passion she cannot be destroyed destruction is her only enemy She wishes to be able to stop destruction to be able to touch people's souls she wishes to carress everything in her path you,me,us.