“That’s another of life’s great secrets.” the wind whispered.
“The most powerful parts of you are invisible.
Your love is invisible.
It only becomes visible when you express it, just like I only become visible when I blow and make something else move.
Your thoughts are invisible too.
You can only see what they create.
Why, even your thoughts come from something that’s invisible- your mind!
And even your invisible mind comes from the . . .”
I never heard the wind’s next words.
They were drowned out by the screeching screams of a big bald eagle swooping straight towards me.
