the North Wind’s purifying cold,
so life cuddles up to keep warm...
Life shines out with Love so bold,
still She’s a Warrioress without Form...
the East Wind comes on so strong,
like Flowers in the Spring...
the Earth’s Tree is Her song,
she lets Her gentle laughter ring...
the South Wind is so mellow,
She gently takes us by the hand...
She gives us Vision to follow,
giving Life freely to the land...
the West Wind’s a crazy charge,
so formless She’s hard to Know...
blowing over this Earth so large,
She let’s the harvest blessings flow...
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