The wind itself is invisible.
You never actually see it.
What you photograph are its effects: a curtain lifting through an open window, leaves bending toward the ground, waves gathering across a lake, clouds moving overhead.
Much of life works the same way.
We rarely see love, fear, hope, trust, or faith directly. We see their influence in the choices people make, the words they speak, the relationships they build, and the lives they shape.
Perhaps the most important things are often invisible.
We know they exist because of what they leave behind.