You are my greatest endeavor, to a life I never envisioned feasible.
The greatest exception, to prove all my certainties untrue.
Yet this new conviction still brings havoc to my soul.
Is there some reservation I refuse to unleash?

I have lived with such a calm breeze gliding me through life in ease.
I never stumbled through the turmoil, or let the air lift me from the ground.
When the wind came, I walked forward, I never dared go against it.
To fight through a weightless load, to provoke simplicity, gamble with the slightest of chance,
those were the risks I was never willing to take.

My prudence kept me sane, it kept me grounded.
Deal with the pull, don't push destiny.
A deathly game I would not play. My heart against my mind.

Yet this windfall fought its own fate.
It enticed me to battle the cool breeze, to walk the opposing route,
struggle through the hurricanes, and survive the spin of the tornadoes.
And when the storms lifted me off my feet, I let them.
When the wind was my enemy, I teased its disposition. I laughed at its dispute.
No longer was any game worth not playing.
Life was now a gamble, and I would conquer its challenges. I would be the victor of its trade.

Because when you swept me off my feet, you left me in such disbelief.
You told me you cannot fight fate. And I now believe you.
Because the wind became my friend, and together we soar.
Into your arms it thrusts me, averting my fear, and pushing me to gamble.
This storm I will face. These chances I will take.