O wind that blows when and where it will,
teach me to reverence the Wind of Heaven.
O mover of tree tops and tall grasses,
you who are the servant of no other forces,
open me up to the mysterious Breath of God.
teach me to reverence the Wind of Heaven.
O mover of tree tops and tall grasses,
you who are the servant of no other forces,
open me up to the mysterious Breath of God.
“
| — | from Prayers for a Planetary Pilgrim, by Edward Hays |
