One day, a child was drifting, not a thought of hatred, nor a thought of care in the world.
On this particular day, a wise person came to the child and asked her,"What is in the wind?"
The child was wondrous and did not know how to answer. She replied,"I believe the wind is within us all-drifting within peace and misery; occasionally becoming a tornado of torments and a hurricane of despair." The wise man looked into the child's eyes and said,"You are a smart, special child, you. Maybe one day you will see the wind in all of us." From the remainder of her days, the little girl questioned everyone about the wind. She found that not one person said the same answer.
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 10:13 AM UTC
One day, a child was drifting, not a thought of hatred, nor a thought of care in the world.
On this particular day, a wise person came to the child and asked her,"What is in the wind?"
The child was wondrous and did not know how to answer. She replied,"I believe the wind is within us all-drifting within peace and misery; occasionally becoming a tornado of torments and a hurricane of despair." The wise man looked into the child's eyes and said,"You are a smart, special child, you. Maybe one day you will see the wind in all of us." From the remainder of her days, the little girl questioned everyone about the wind. She found that not one person said the same answer.
What do you believe is in the wind?
