The winds that blow so seldom seen,
Across the valley shining green.
I long for peace in troubled times,
Softly the winds gently chimes.
Come to me and we will see,
If it is ever to be, you or me.
That stands before the coming storm,
That pierces the veil and sounds the horn.
If you, then peace you will have, Oh quiet one,
Stand tall, stand strong and battle till the dawn.
I see your heart and see the soul,
And I know what makes the thunders roll.
Are you able to stand with me, Oh quiet one,
Are you able to whisper to me when we are done.
Oh wind I know you by your scented breath,
And when you mounted your mighty force of death.
I will survive your stormy gale until the end,
I will stand strong before you, I will never bend.
Oh quiet one your heart is true, your will is strong,
And I offer to you this gentle and peaceful song.
A peaceful song, the breath of victory the battle is done,
Softly the winds will sing, that you have won.
By T.A.C.
All is well down on the farm.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
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I like it.
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