This episode is also available as a blog post: https://imnotgoood21blog.wordpress.com/2023/03/08/become-like-wind/

"A part of me, the love it takes

And when I’m lost, the ground, it shakes

Foundation trembles from the trouble

The cracks impress their way to rubble

Among the mess, I’d caused a quake

Undressed those words, revealed my fate

…but all is not lost, you see?

For when the eyes awake, believe

They travel to the land of hope

Where destruction mends to cope

And binds upon the fragile cracks

Secures the fortress, inscribes the plaques

Conceals the self-destructive haze

Detained by the eternal flame

The plaques, like mirrors, of our youth

As on their breast, beholds the truth

The truth that we all hold within

If only we’d become like wind."