Wind blustering cold
Races
From here to there
A giant's breath directs the air
Origination? some secret location
Destination? from there to where?
(She's somewhere in between)
Moving being its occupation
She can start motion it must--to be
Purposeful this breath this wind
(Passing over around through her)
The giant's breath fends off with no hesitation
Any encumbrance it encounters
Fearing no one, nothing to slow wind's progress
It's rushing along unheard and unseen
(Except by her)
Powerful invisible breath
Passing by so quickly
Disengaging rearranging all that would be
(Including her)