Wind in the mountains

Watch closely, don’t blink, don’t think, or you might forget. -

See that tiny island way over there? That’s where I travel in my dreams.

The colors speak to me as though I’ve known them my entire life. The wind understands me even though words fail me. I’m complete, for I know I will never be here forever.

Shhh, you’ll miss it if you breathe too loud. 
Breathe with me, and we’ll live it together, here and now.