The Wind Moves On

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The is a poem from the point of view of a Windrunner on his journey above Roshar. Please enjoy!

 

 

The wind moves on and so must I 

Watch the world below as above I fly 

The Mountains high and tall –

Shine with glory as the morning calls 

The Rivers deep, The Rivers wide –

Flow smoothly in their pride 

The Forests and their trees 

Dig roots deep in their life of ease 

But I far above do I fly 

Above the Trees with roots so deep 

Above the Mounts with their lofty peaks 

Above the Rivers, flowing wild 

Above it all do I still fly 

The Wind moves on and so must I