In the presence of wind

And I path with the me of myself in a journey, searching for the meaning of the wind…
Each event has a reason, wind is an event… born in a nowhere… grows and flows… and all in a sudden turns the whole world upside down… It is…but yet isn’t… touchable but covered from the sight.
Being one truly itself, that because of its being unnatural and immaterial cannot be tamed by place and time… thus in flows always.

Zahra Hooshyari-pour