The wind blows with haste
Sometimes blows a breeze
How do we know the wind blows?
The wind we can’t claim to see
Love touches your heart
Your feel an imprint of a life
How do we know that love is?
Love is as being blind
Because whether you can see
The wind can blow love your way
And neither of the two
You can look upon and gaze
Love is very powerful
Can control you very being
And we trust that it’s real
A love we love without seeing
Maybe the wind doesn’t blow
And maybe love’s a lie
We all know that’s not true
Because we choose to believe and why?
You see God created both
That’s what makes us strong
We believe though we can not see
That creates a common bond
Be still and listen carefully
And listen from within
That voice you hear inside you
Is God waiting to be your friend
Though we can’t see him
As we feel the wind and love
We feel his very presence
Descending from Heaven above
The wind blows over my heart
Love envelopes my soul
He the great, I AM
The only proof you need to know
He will go one step further
And show without a doubt
Look all around you and see
His creations scream out loud
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem