I am the smell of afterrain that douses the air and the breeze that helps you along. I have no place.
You'll find me, maybe you will.
Find me where the clouds let the sun peek through. Where the rays can be felt down to your core and each molecule warms at the thought of sun.
Find me where the air channels whistles through rock, where the giants lay their bones to the soil.
Find me where the blaze touches skin, where the sky cries smog. Where the night is suppressed under the weight of the moon's fury.
Find me where the rapids rush the land, where the mountains lean to the ocean. Where the tears of many are my strength.
Find me, because-
I am one of three, born of a fox, a wolf and the sky itself.
I am empowered and broken.
I am alone and surrounded.
Jessi and Akri.
Credit- Dannie Yoko
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