Wind is the whisper of our mother the earth   Wind is the hand of our father the sky   Wind watches over our struggles and pleasures   The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly      Wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings   Weaver of darkness, bringer of dawn   Wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow   The wind is the singer who sang the first song      Wind is a twister of anger and warning   The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay   The wind is a racer and wild stallion running   And the sweet taste of love on a slow summer?s day      The wind knows the songs of cities and canyons   Thunder of mountains, roar of the sea   Wind is the taker and giver of mornings   The wind is the symbol of all that is free      So, welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers   Follow her summons when she calls again   In your heart and your spirit, let the breezes surround you   Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind