So yes the wind is here; it blows ever so strong and makes its presences known, by the fierce roar of the rustling trees and the sound of the flapping hair in your ear the wind is here. The wind blows, the rain falls, and the sun burns, The earth stands still in wait for these elements to form and to strike and to fall and destroy and make life live or to destroy all these are what we deal with every day. But non of these elements knows our names nor cares.