The Wind

All of heaven rustling
jostling moving all about,
birth of wind to us descend
as prayers are carried out.
Circling through our being
breath of life does ebb and flow,
amazing thing comes flight to wing
and peaks of mountains know.
Gift of God is smoothing sands
cooling brows and working hands,
this pause to life in high demands
it moves to dance at his commands.
Angelic wings to stir and guide
to pass from heaven's walls,
to every string of thought and thing
from rise to curtain falls.
It governs me as well this day
no birth of words without,
All of heaven rustling
jostling moving all about.