God's Gentle Breeze

March winds blow in and out
It sweeps the earth clean of debris

I pray that March winds blow
In my heart and mind
Sweeping me clean
In this test of time

I feel like I'm bending
Like so many grasses in the wind
It's hard to tell where I'll end or begin

The wind makes me feel restless
I prefer calmer days
Lord keep me in your care as
Life blows in and out
Sweeping my soul away

Develle - 8/14/2004