The wind kisses my skin as it soars past me
It is on its own secret mission
Unknown to anybody but itself and mother nature
As it goes it sings to all that will listen

The snow strips my face clean on its way down from heaven
It is a present from the angles
It brings purity and fresh starts
To all that will accept

The rain dribbles down my neck into my coat
It is invading and persistent wanting to know every detail of my body
It wishes to explore, and it accepts me no matter my appearance

The sun lights my skin wanting to transform me
It wishes to bring out my natural beauty and let my shine
It brings confidence and warmth to all boldly without invitation