change happened though.
carrying not just the man of the wind, but something more with it too.
something the man is unsure of and unfamiliar.
yet warmth resides within in.
the man learnt some things when blown over new land.
he lost some too, but for the better i presume.
he feels that he has to let others live life,
and live his own, all alone again, but differently in a sense.
the wind welcomes more in its path now.
a stronger yet... comforting wind blows and lifts the man into his life.
the man of the undying wind of wandering lives on...
differently.
not very happily.
but more comfortably than before.
alot more i must say... alot more...
though the man must remember not to dwell into matters not of his,
and to just tend to matters of his.