Flow In the Wind

I was sitting on the top of a mountan. Gazing at the dark city under me.
I looked up at the sky and thought for a moment.
Why do i feel so sad?
I thought and thought until I Felt a deep loss for my mother.
I thought about how she gave me love, how she cared for me when i was in pain.
But now shes gone, like the wind on a trip around the world.
Never to stop
Never to visit for the breaf moment I long for.
A moment to see what I lost...
A moment to talk to my mother once more before I say goodbye.
I think to myself...
At least I know she is all around me flying in the wind.