You must roam as I roam darling, far and wide across this brilliant and beautiful planet. You must know that this space between my arms will always be a home for you. Wild, untamable, and free- you are all this and more. And though you are brooding and weighted by that infinite lightness of being- you are never truly alone, for, I too, am born of the wind- and nothing holds wind like wind. So fly far and true great messenger, let no earthly thing slow your flight. Our paths will forever be our own, but there are those deeper and secret currents that will always lead us together once again, to be side by side, spirit to spirit, in these divine dances of longing and bliss, where I can hold you again, in my arms like this.