calling the wind
I call the wind
And breath in light,
Forever is this,
This rising hour,
For the wind sings
And is of joy forever,
The wind is free
And so makes me free,
For the calling
Makes us as the same,
For the wind is air
Yet solid in feeling,
And so is it with
The feelings inside!
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