The air stirs up the galaxy! 
Be!!!......... 
The crosswinds of forever become me and place me on 
The porch of the breeze 
Without my sounds would be silent 
No gullible gusts through the trees 
Carrying seasons to bring us 
The atmosphere we all can enjoy and we destroy 
The blur on the horizon disturbs me 
It casts a disguise on the sun 
In the end it's the wind that will weaken 
And the human goes from billions to none 
The wind will regain all its motion 
And clear the air for the following to...(breathe) (spoken) 
The breeze of; a new creation 
Moving clouds, from everywhere 
Sensing a rainy stare 
Smelling the moisture in the air 
In the air. 
The weather can be deemed as deceiving 
To predict the unpredictability 
The passion that it peels for the ocean 
Air and water sharing laughter 
A bond between two forces of nature 
All to live and breathe 
The breeze of a new creation 
Breathe The breeze of a new creation.