The story that never ends.
"The Wind has changed its way" - said the sorcerer.
A lily swinging stops for a moment to decide which way to face next.
A calf joyfully grazing in the meadow stops to feel his back not pet gently by the Wind anymore.
A lonely breeze not acknowledged now struggles to fight its own place.
The sorcerer shed a tear, pity for the lonely Wind. "Only a heart at ease can bring peace to mind"
Running away again, truth been told, this place is full of sorrow, the sorrow the Wind brings.
A lily swinging stops for a moment to decide which way to face next.
A calf joyfully grazing in the meadow stops to feel his back not pet gently by the Wind anymore.
A lonely breeze not acknowledged now struggles to fight its own place.
The sorcerer shed a tear, pity for the lonely Wind. "Only a heart at ease can bring peace to mind"
Running away again, truth been told, this place is full of sorrow, the sorrow the Wind brings.
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