What is it about the wind?

What is it about the wind?

A quiet minute

changed to a pensive moment when the wind blows

A friend on a bench

changed to a lover when the leaves rustle

A slight pause

changed to an epic inhale when the air shifts

Weighted lightness

Romantic isolation

Is it because it comes from far away?

Is it because it travels farther than we can see?

Or is it because we share it with strangers?