Drabble: A Meditation on the Element of Air

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A gentle breeze stirred her hair, rustling the leaves of the chestnut tree she sat meditating beneath.

The wind could be a welcome draught to mitigate summer's heat, or an icy gust during winter. The helpful zephyrs that spread dandelion seeds, and dried laundry, were one aspect of the same element of air that had battered the coast last winter with hurricane force winds felling trees.

The absence of wind could leave ships without engines stranded on a becalmed sea, while fierce gales could whip up the waves to capsize a vessel.

Balance; that was the lesson she needed today,