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I am in the wind. I send the wind. When you feel the gentle
breeze upon your skin, Remember that My love is
gentle As gentle as my hands, When I formed and shaped
you, In the secret recess, Of your motherŐs womb. When you feel the summer
breeze, Breaking the heat, That has blanketed the
earth, Remember, I am your provision. I provide for all your
needs. When you feel the tempest
blow, Or the hurricaneŐs roar, Remember I am strong and mighty in battle. I am your Warrior King, your Defender. I am the wind. I am in the wind. I send the wind, To remind you who I am. |