The wind moves like dancing pollen through you. As a language that speaks the truth. It is a continuous flow of knowledge, that connects all beings of light. Every grain of pollen, has a wisdom so deep; a whole tree can grow from this invisible floating particle. The wind, that carries the pollen holds this wisdom too. You can feel it through your heart. You must make decisions after listening to this language. It is no different to reading instructions, it is a right for every being to know this language. It is a language universal to all men. You see wisdom comes from the heart. From the heart itself intentions are born and purity too. A heart cannot be heard if a mind thinks it knows. A mind that does not appreciate the heart, cannot grow like a tree and will sink to the bottom of the ocean. In the wind, there is a knowledge, seek it with humility and grace. This is a truth to eternity.