Sweeping steadily, sailing through
smoothly cooling my heart's warm brew
Take me with you, we'll climb in jaded swoon
Atop the moon till I hear His musical loom
Purge me of my simple stale
Tell good tales of my human wail
To my King, my Father, my Cause; I must
Use in battle the strength of your fiery gust
In time and in season, either fast or slow
God knows your reason, "Blow, wind...Blow!"
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