Oh, wind, speak to me
Why are you such a mystery
Tell me what it is 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 the answer is worth knowing
Oh, wind, of restless wonder
Do you cause the lightening, the thunder
Tell me what it is like to be free
Tell me how you carry storms across the seas
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 many secrets that you keep
Oh, wind, I love the sound of your coming
Your whistles, your whining and humming
Only God can harness thee
And if He did would you cease to be
– C. S. Craig
October 10, 1997