Standard (EADGBE)

 The wind is the whisper of our mother the Earth

 the wind is the hand of our mother the sky

the wind watches over our struggles and pleasures

 the wind is the goodess who first learned to fly

 the wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings

 the weaver of darkner the bringer of dawn.

The wind brings the rain then builds us a rainbow

 the wind is the singer who sang the first song.

 The wind is the twister of anger and warning

 the wind brings the fragnance of freshly mown hay

 the wind is the racer and wild stallion running

 and the sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day.

 The wind knows the songs of our cities and canyons

 the thunder of mountain the roar of the sea

the wind is the taker and giver of mornings.

 The wind is the symbol of all that is free.

 So welcome the wind and the wisdom it offers

 follow her summons when she calls again.

In your heart and your spirit let the breezes surround you

 lift up your voice then and sing with the wind:

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