~
Eternal
Winds
Of
Time
~
My
spirit
rides
the
winds
of
time,
free
to
roam
at
will.
Questing,
ever
reaching
out,
an
empty
soul
to
fill.
The
hands
that
shaped
my
spirit
thus,
guide
my
path
each
day...
all
I
have
to
do
is
reach,
they
gently
point
the
way.
Time
can
swiftly
run
on
by,
so,
I
pause
along
the
path...
and
cloak
my
spirit
in
gentle
peace,
to
the
winds
my
troubles
I
cast.
The
winds
of
time
blow
forever,
scattering
pieces
of
wisdom,
for
those
who
have
the
spirit
to
see...
to
gather
and
carry
with
them.
Oh
winds
of
time,
blow
gently
on,
brush
away
my
tears,
teach
me
in
your
breathless
way,
there
is
nothing
I
should
fear.
Scatter
this
love,
oh
timeless
wind...
on
fields
of
soil
and
clay,
nourish
the
seeds
that
are
dropped
to
blossom
on
distant
days.
Oh,
timeless
wind,
eternal,
when
my
spirit
is
set
free,
I'll
join
you
on
your
journey,
and
still
this
aching
need.
Denise Lanford
©
2004 used with
permission
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