Awesomely philosophical. 5 nostrils, definitely!

: The winds of change
: Blow
: Whisper in the grass
: Shake the shrubs
: Dance the leaves
: Bend the boughs
: Flail the power lines
: Sweep the clouds
: Thunder the skies

: Bring uncertainty to our lives
: Blow
: Change
: Inexorable, Implacable
: Inevitable

: Stand as an oak?
: Bend like a reed?
: Snap like a twig?
: Sit, and breathe.

: Run like a deer?
: Flee like a fox?
: Fly like a bird?

: Dump my memory and press restart.

: Be a cloud, amorphous, beyond
: Any struggle to be
: Detached, above
: No karma shall I create
: Ascension awaits.

: My ears ring, and Shakespeare doth roll through my brain,
: Beautiful imagery ne’er shall I attain,
: My loves voice returns me to this plane,
: Beautiful dichotomy, peonies, tulips, roses and begonias
: Injustice, truth, the cacophony of lies
: What wonders have we seen?
: What beauty in a single flower?
: What of every beauty and every moment with every person that
: we have loved?
: Oh that I could absorb it all and hold it in my bosom like a
: rose that would flower daily only for me in my own heart
: and live it all again.
: Each day for just one moment. Or two.

: These winds of change that are upon us shall blow all of these
: away.