Lainesblog Thinking Out Loud

Wind.

You can't see it or touch it, but you can't deny the fact of it either.

What if we didn't have a word for wind, hadn't named it?

How would we explain spanish moss dancing on the limbs of giant trees,

or snow going sideways, or grains of sand just up and flying down the beach?

It might be spooky if we didn't already know,

"Oh, it's just the wind."

Does naming a thing rob it of its magic?

Would we go out and dance in the streets when there was a mighty wind,

if we weren't so tamed by language?

We might, we just might!