words are wind. they are a gentle breeze on a hot summer day. they bear the swift destruction of a tornado or the trajedy of a hurricane. they erode the faces of the highest peaks and carry vast quantities of invisible earth across oceans into distant lands. they are a steady current of change that shapes our world and they are many things more.

which winds will you choose to blow ?

—fourteen february twothousandzerohundredstwentyfive