Wild Wind and Drifting Sand

When the silence sounds like a lion’s roar

and the darkness opens wide lights door,

there’s an answer to all questions unknown;

scattered out where wild winds have blown.

When the winds of change and the shifting sand

roll deep swift and deep on this wide brown land

‘tis only then the Gods shall renew

the Spirit’s who over this land once flew.

‘Tis their voices that the wild winds speak,

‘tis their wisdom that the wise do seek.

So listen each time the wild winds do blow

and watch where the shifting sands do go,

for the secrets of life are there for free

if we can simply learn to let them be.

Each day as you walk your own life’s way,

hear the wild wind call for a brand new day.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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