Wild is the wind,

wild is the wind that brings you to me,

wild is the wind that sets you free from the branches upon the tree,

wild is the wind that brings you to me,

you gentle leaf in the autumn breeze,

and oh, how colourful you are on your journey,

tumbling and rotating through the air,

and softly falling and so freely,

in your glorious greenery,

and what complexity in you there is,

you with your veins and the leaf,

the leaf that collected the chlorophyll and the light to spur your growth upon the branches of the tree,

and wild is the wind,

wild is the wind that brings you to me,

a glorious sight at the end of your life,

to a new life nourishing the soil,

and encouraging new growth and the birth of new trees,and wild is the wind where I walk in a symphony of falling leaves.

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