The Wind

Member since 2002 · Posted 30 Sep 2002 · 3 comments

Carrying notes of Mystery Blowing an army of sand As if it is looking For a lost Friend Carrying Beams of Heat After freezing all the air Every day, every night Bringing balance, being fair Carrying the stillness of the night Bringing out Divine Truth The Wind was my root Helping me grow Divine Fruit

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[6] harrytuttle 1-Oct-02/9:18 AM Reply

I like the rythm of this (kinda like the wind - hey, cool!)

[8] vulcan 8-Oct-02/12:33 AM Reply

the first stanza is marvelous beautiful!what a rhythmic Spirit you possess!7/8

[8] Sigh'ense... 11-Oct-02/7:43 PM Reply

Deep.