Oh, Wind

Oh, wind, speak to me

Why are you such a mystery

Tell me what is it like to be

Free as a breeze

Oh, wind, where do you go

Why do you intrigue me so

Tell me do you ever stop blowing

I’m sure your answer is worth knowing

Oh, wind of restless wander

Do you cause the lightning and the thunder

Take me with you across the sky

We could be friends you and I

Oh, wind when you are gentle, trees clap

When you are angry they bend and snap.

Tell me do you ever rest or sleep

There are so many secrets that you keep

Oh, wind I love the sound of your coming

Your whistles, your whining and your humming

It is then I understand why God created thee

To travel the world so all the world could be

Originally written October 10, 1997

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