As the wind blows God flows breath into the spirit

I encourage those to just pose, stop, listen, and hear this.

His wind doesn’t just whisper in your ears, for most He may just yell, becoming crisp, and very clear.

This wind wants to wash away your sins like a heavenly proactive

The point that He proposed to me is writing, my soul, cause He’s pen that wrote all the word, which is attractive

A breeze so comforting that it sweeps a woman off her knees as a newlywed

A force that moves us men to chase life and receive daily bread

The calm, soothing, warm touch, of His hand to my face

I feel this everlasting energy in my spirit, from a place called God’s grace

His wind turns the pages of this eternal journal well known as the Bible

 God is the air I breathe...He surrounds the earth with a necessary wind to push me, so that I may reach revival

As God’s air-conditions my heart, it cools my soul, so that I no longer search for inspiring light in black holes

It blew me past the past allowing me to pass his inspired text to the world

So step outside and let the wind lift you as you soar