MY LORD AND MY GOD

MY LORD AND MY GOD, THE WIND IS RUSHING BY

ME SO FAST.

THIS WIND, THIS PRECIOUS WIND, I CANNOT GRASP

IT, WHY?

AM I NOT ATTUNED TO YOU, ATTUNED WELL TO

YOU, MY LORD?

THIS LOVELY WIND IS NEARLY GONE, AND I CANNOT

CLASP IT GENTLY IN MY HANDS.

HELP ME TO TOUCH IT, HOLD IT, CARESS IT, LORD.

LET ME HARNESS IT FOR THE BENEFIT OF OTHERS,

LORD.

FOR THIS LOVELY WIND, THIS GIFT,

IS MY LIFE.

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