The breeze enters where you stand, gently lifting up the curtains like a tiny ghost at hand. Its power is more fragile than bold, and yet, it’s able to slay angry demons with a big bad sword. And almost like a tender hug, your sadness and despair aren’t hanging around anymore.
What you take from it is up to you for the breeze makes no promises for a better life, but leaves many possibilities lingering behind.
Listen closely to the soft whispering as it drifts away, leaving you stronger and calmer to face another day.