windswept

What is it that makes people seek greener pastures?

From time to time this wind, the Andalucians call "el viento del levante" blows over the lands...
Bringing with it the soft call of other lands and other lives.
It itches, it stings, it calls and it lures.
It carries desert sand, droplets from riverbeds and seeds of exotic flowers...
It makes my gypsy blood crawl and boil.
Making me nervous and twitchy, and hungry to jump onto a train and let it carry me wherever...

Life's good.
Why then, this call of the wind?