Sisters Of The Wind
(Laura Powers / Chris Pelcer)
Sweet abandon
Goddess of air
Tangled straight
Trails from her hair
In the silence of time forgotten
Before the garden of man
Riding currents with all creation
She plays out God's hand
Wings of fortune
Beckon the dawn
Cross fields of heather
They circle the moors
Somewhere over the mists of morning
Beyond the mountains of sky
They'll pass right through your dreams
With a whispering sigh
They fly graceful and bold
The four winds of heaven
Rise shining like gold
Their world knows no end
Forever sisters of the wind
And willow
Alder and ash
Groves of glory
Bow as they pass
East and the west of the mystic crossroads
North and south of the sea
They'll find and guide you along
If you believe
They fly graceful and bold
The four winds of heaven
They rise shining like gold
Their world knows no end
Forever sisters of the wind
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