Winds of the Spirit
Why chase the wind, when you can become it?
Carry the Spirit, be its voice, though others try to dumb it.
Sing the song of joy, when others only hum it.
Be the resonating harmony as angels lift the harp and strum it.
Rising above the cities, and down to the waters plummet.
Across the barren deserts and up to the mountain summit.
In faith the intellect is overcome, the burden of the flesh eases.
For the winds are unfettered and go wherever the Spirit pleases.
At times in mighty gales, and at times in gentle breezes.
Some will join and come along, while others action freezes.
Some will hear and feel the power, others catch only sneezes.
So give flight and faith to your soul, and be born again in the spirit of Jesus.
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