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From birth to death the winds blow
Changing and shaping our heart
Outside we morph as winds to and fro
Shaping our lives from the start

Dreaming always of something new
Winds of change blow through our lives
Unseen forces steady and true
Awaiting the day our true form arrives

We control much and yet so little
Control was never meant to be
Our lives, our hearts so brittle
Ride the winds like gulls over sea

Guide your life along currents true
Realize the winds act on their own
Choose your current it’s nothing new
Winds shape you until you’re grown

Changing eternal until we die
Perfection will be known
Your true form will not lie
Winds of change forever sown

~Michelle Styles – December 4, 2014