To be One with the Wind

My most important goal is to become one with the wind. The wind has been an inspiration to me since I was a young boy. There has always been three-story tall trees all around inner city home. Every morning, every night, every afternoon I could look into the trees leaves or lack of leaves, and see the faces or words or expressions that the wind would communicate to me through the leaves. The wind is a amazing communicator you see, if only one would listen.
The wind become to be my closest confident. Closer then my own parents. I could tell the wind anything and it would give me a very vital answer. The wind could also carry messages for me to other people. If I wanted to send a message saying how I loved more then the sky loves the stars, the wind would quickly carry my message to that girl. If I wanted to express to someone how I felt that our relationship was inconsistent and I wanted to apologize for anything I may have done to jeopardize the relationship, then the wind would carry this apology to the respected person. If I wanted to tell someone I loved them like the bird loves the water, the wind would make haste in delivering that message.
What a wonderful thing the wind is. Who is its creator? I would like the meet that man…
Yet the best time I have had with the wind were those days I had nothing to say and the wind didn’t have much to say either. So it would just sing to me. What songs they were!
Certain human songs can feel like they were made just for you. Some songs seem to apply to a situation in your life directly. But the songs of the wind went beyond your feelings, beyond your situation, and beyond your experiences. These songs told of all solutions and all possibilities. These songs would even tell you things about yourself you did not know!
Spectacular songs! Amazing melody’s that would be angry at one moment and at the next moment would be soothing and uplifting. After regularly listening to the songs of the wind the wind would relent and allow me to imagine my own melodies and musical phrases. The wind would simply accompany me. My own songs were clearly inferior to the winds grand arrangements, but I enjoyed my vain attempts. The wind was so patient with me too, if only you knew the patience the wind has. Just today I looked into the trees and thought about cereal. Cereal is a jolly food, one of those dishes that you can eat at anytime of the day. Can you guess what the trees told me about cereal? Milk. Just like that. Milk. Milk was being said all over the trees, the wind was clearly communicating to me to somehow mix cereal with milk. Genius! The unimaginable greatness of the wind!
Therefore, to be one with the wind would be my ultimate goal. To know its ways and attain its ultimate wisdom. So while the world looks for answers in theological seminaries and pointless expeditions I advise you to take a open-eared walk outdoors and enjoy the companionship of the wind.