At times you flow around me,
With a breeze of cold chills to warm waves.
I can hear a whisper of you past my ear,
As you carry the smell of a reborn spring.
When you start to die down I can't see your presence,
But I know you're still by me.
I can feel you when you're invisible,
By the goosebumps you bring to my skin.
And together we move forward through nature.