The Wind

Wind is the loving
Wooer of waters;
Wind blends together
Billows all-foaming।

Spirit of man,
Thou art like unto water!
Fortune of man,
Thou art like unto wind!
- Goethe, 1789

The inner - what is it?
if not intensified sky,hurled through with bird
sand deep with the winds of homecoming।- Rainer Marie Rilke

When we inhale, the air comes into the inner world.
When we exhale, the air goes out to the outer world.
The inner world is limitless, and the outer world is also limitless.
We say "inner world" or "outer world" but actually,
There is just one whole world.- Shunryu Suzuki

“Since I grew tired of the chase And search, I learned to find;

And since the wind blows in my face,I sail with every wind.” - Friedrich Nietzsche

“For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?” - Kahlil Gibran

“You throw the sand against the wind

And the wind blows it back again.” - William Blake

"In the love of narrow souls I make many short voyages but in vain - I find no sea room - but in great souls I sail before the wind without a watch, and never reach the shore.”

- Henry David Thoreau

A breeze came wandering from the sky, Light as the whispers of a dream; He put the o'erhanging grasses by, And softly stooped to kiss the stream, The pretty stream, the flattered stream, The shy, yet unreluctant stream.
- William Cullen BryantSource: The Wind and Stream

The wind moans, like a long wail from some despairing soul shut out in the awful storm!
- William Hamilton GibsonSource: Pastoral Days--Winter

We all like to congregate at boundary conditions. Where land meets water. Where earth meets air. Where bodies meet mind. Where space meets time. We like to be on one side, and look at the other.

- Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless

The wind blows hard among the pinesToward the beginningOf an endless past.Listen: you've heard everything.

- Shinkichi Takahashi, Zen Poems of China and Japan

It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills, And April's in the West wind, and daffodils.

- John MasefieldSource, The West Wind

Blow, Boreas, foe to human kind!Blow, blustering, freezing, piercing wind!Blow, that thy force I may rehearse,While all my thoughts congeal to verse!

- John Bancks (Banks), To Boreas