The wind moves the trees, but what moves the wind?
From The Soul Without the Story, one of 296 sayings written by John Sarris over thirty years.
From Alfred’s journal
Spent most of the afternoon on the low branch of the maple by the Hendersons' fence, out of the gusts, watching the top of the tree do all the work. For years I thought of wind as a thing that happened to trees, the way rain happens to a roof, and left it there. Then Switch came down the trunk backward, which is his way, and asked why the tree was shaking, and I said the wind, and he said why, and I had nothing. The wind moves the trees, but what moves the wind? Somewhere behind it there is heat and cold and a great deal of distance, I am told, though nobody has ever shown me the edge of it. I have flown in wind all my life and never once flown to where it starts.
He reads what you tell him and writes a page of his journal back, with a few of these chosen for you. It costs nothing and asks for nothing.
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