In the desert blows the free wind.
On the sea a free wind blows.
Through the heart
Wind blows free:
The winds blown from eternity.
The moving gases
Which affect the masses,
And can change the lives
Of people, places,
And people’s places,
To become the palace
Of the people:
The palace of the body.

To witness this
Freedom of bliss,
The cosmic winds
Through my all
Must take my mind
And hold my soul,
So every and all
That I can see
Becomes (to me)
What it is:
Minuscule part
Of all eternity.

Winds carry dust;
Winds carry scent;
Wind carries life
To which my heart
Should be vent.
The life that is Life;
The life that is Fire.
Wind of all unknown,
Wind of all homes,
The free wind,
To which
All is known.

This conscious wind
Of conscious Light,
Which blows the trees
Of eternity, and
Rustles the leaves
That are you and me,
Does blow through
Unconscious space;
Blows through Time
Which has no place
In perfect worlds.

And in the perfect
World, this breeze
Blows with endless
Ease, for all perfect,
Balanced souls to
Breathe.