In the high mountains
Where heat is your only companion
A man stands at the mountain's edge
Looking into the distance, he jumps off
As nature is always kind
And tries best to serve humans
The wind was sent, from that great place
Where it is all controlled
The man was picked up
His legs between the floating wind drifts
He was carried all the way home
He thanked the wind
The door was opened
By the man's only son
Who welcomed his dad with a hug
And both went inside with one last stare at the wind
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
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