Singular breeze

In the woods today, I heard a sound that overtook my iPod. I turned it off to listen and I could hear the rolling, breeze coming through the leaves of the trees. It seemed to pick up momentum as it got closer and the birds flew away as if in anticipation.

It slammd into my bag like an invisible hand and then over and around it kept moving forward as it were an invisible train moving along an unseen track.

I stood listening to it leave me behind and the rustling of the leaves around me as they settled down. Then I turned the iPod back on and continued on my way.