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.