Do you fear the wind when it blows, do you fear you will hear your name on its breath? For you will, one day you will, and not once but again and again and again. Those that love the wind have been here before, they know and are not afraid. One day that will be you.
We are richer with hindsight, but seeing into the future was never a gift given to man. Don't see a rock where there is wool and don't imagine clouds because there is rain. Words written in sand can be washed away in a moment, so take the strength of history and the open wounds of the earth to write in your heart. Those words, ingrained in memory will never be forgotten.