You are as strong as the northwest winds yet tame as an early morning sunset creeping up in all corners of the world in the soft sensual way that you do. When I watch you raise your beauty towards the skies I feel this innate sense of comfort spreading towards the deepest embers of my soul. You put a smile on my face and the comfort of all comforts in my heart. But when pain suspends upon me in the deepest ways wounding me to a plane of never-ending infinity what am I to do? What do you expect me to do? I seem to be swaying senselessly in between different doors on different planes different from anything on this universe. When I finally catch a glimpse of you and what is buried deep within this tree of passion I am completely and utterly dumbfounded. Which plane do I hold my ground on? Which door of destiny must I cast my shadow through? Will I ever hear the much awaited whisper in the winds or shall I do what I always do? Shall I begin a new path? Or shall I shield my soul f