Blowing, flowing was the wind
as I thought of your mighty power
Hailing, flailing was the life
as I prayed for a peaceful final hour
We were drunk on the chaos
the unmeasureable richness and glee
of your breath
The breath that inhabits
and caresses and
presses our emotions
to rise through our eyes
to drain our tears colored like
joy, peace, gentleness, kindness,
faithfulness, and self-control.
