the side of the universe, why it is the winds own dame

a day in the life of a sunshine, and a day in the life of the moon and it's moonbeam tide sway with the blood of a star casting it's last life ray,and a day in the seemly everlasting twinkle of a star seen by all, and a day in the life a moonlight dew shower on a floor on it's way to you.
a moment in time looked down upon you; from a far scene only by a twilight star
a dream of wind and a gust of flame, engulfs a downpour of rain
 thus begins the day
without the internal fire we would not be a warm anew each ray that begins the moment of each and every day, it this thing that occurs without a thought from you that makes the world spin true.
snow it is this thing we need to help the living plant sleep as to begin anew in spring and not die of fright at it's first look of rain
all of this is of the call of the winds own dame. thunder roars as it's reach the clouds to beginst the day, even though we beginst anew before the first of may.
sleet gives such a start as does the night before it parts. but it is this start that compells us to be awake at the first of day. wind agust brushes dirt off our butt and sometimes the weather lands us on it. though it means well to dust us off and start us again on a journey of natures demise.  for this some think of it as wise.