The wind of Jack's chilly breath Spent and receding. She ushers in the exhale of warmth: Soft, peaceful. The fatigue of life Begins to wear off. The silence to the earth Has come to an end.
With the sun comes vitality With the rain comes renewal With the wind comes change All yielding the birth of life Yet as I walk along this path, I can't help but notice, The world still remains quiet: Like the rain-swollen river.