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  • I found it exhilarating, the shrill windsong in the rigging, the changeable light on the sea.


  • The windsong through the pine needles rises as Jerrod looks at him quizzically.


  • Quote: windsong (Junior Member) 24 April 2009 21: 31 _

  • LYRICS cast away self doubt and realize that of which is hate and compromise if you do unto others as they done unto you i need not lie or steal that thru dont you ripple and the steal blue water gone from the hot to even the hotter once the punk rocker turned to nodder eastern star like diamond daughter are u in the sum of all the banter temper tantrum in your head drum huh its a fresh breathe moon song breeze catchin the rings of the redwood trees of thees SING oh yeah two wrongs dont make a right if you corner the dog he probably gonna bite and we dock with pocket watch persision delicate with full persistance intergalactic interdimention and thee advice of the perciever is a double feature underlining highlight taken notes,. .only weightlessness here can float mental martial arts take practice to that coming down easy from there to attempting the path that of which sounds like a LOVE SIREN and naturally the baby put its self to sleep ocean size emotion tides overcome and over night you find yourself praying as gabriel blows his horn its time like a thief in the night forwarned light is the truth that conquers to the agnostic logic practices the truth's not going to be televised no donation money to legitimize you see just cause it reads we know in god we trust on your dollar dough like a deep breathe windsong catchin the breeze - Financial News

  • Lanna‚Äôs voice swept through his senses like a windsong, swirling and dipping.



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  • One of John Denver's most beautiful & poetic songs:

    "The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth
    The wind is the hand of our father the sky
    The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
    The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly

    The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
    The weaver of darkness, the bringer of dawn
    The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow
    The wind is the singer who sang the first song

    The wind is a twister of anger and warning
    The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay
    The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running
    The sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day

    The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons
    The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
    The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
    The wind is the symbol of all that is free

    So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers
    Follow her summons when she calls again
    In your heart and your spirit let the breezes
    Surround you
    Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind

    October 20, 2008