As wind, I am freedom.
I am clarity, beauty and peace.
As wind, I am life;
I fill the deepest moments on the faces of children.
I am movement, endless, wild and wonderous.
As wind, I am element.
I feed the fire, I lift the wings of nature.
As wind, I am swept and majestic.
I am the living experience of trust, that what is not seen, encases us.
As the wind, I am the Master of the atmosphere.
Within me, you are consciousness.
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The magic I feel in your words
Lifts up my spirit and they fly with the birds
The Eagle has flow into the sky
Chasing the words of an angel on high
Keep on writing you were meant to scribe
The words of the angels you can describe
Your view of the world is a magic gift
Lift up your eyes no need to drift
Your path is straight and your course is true
Follow your heart and you will see this through
The veil of life can sometime be black
But you eyes see through it do not turn back
Continue on your path of life
At the end we’ll be together after the strife
For now I wish you love and good times
The Eagle bows to the angel he loves
Thanks Reine – really beautiful. Especially love this line. “I am the living experience of trust, that what is not seen, encases us.”
For me that’s an awesome analogy for faith or knowing what’s not seen, what’s we feel we can’t touch is always here and real – no matter if trying to grasp with the mind can’t capture it. Like who can catch the wind and why would we hope to?