"Spirit Winds"

© 2002 Bettina Makley

When Spirit Winds lift up my wings,

I freely let them fly.

They know my dreams and carry me,

Through warm and peaceful skies.

When Spirit Winds blow through my hair,

No tangles will they find,

They pass through all with, greatest ease,

To gently calm my mind.

When Spirit Winds are harsh and strong,

I will not run and hide,

I’ll open all my windows

And hang on for the ride.

And though the Spirit Winds may blow through dark, chaotic lands,

I fly with them and trust their strength to teach and guide my hands.

I know the Sacred promise that they have come to bring,

To keep me on The Good Red Road, ‘til I become the Wind.   

© 2002 Bettina Makley