Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,

We learn to understand

That everything is touched by time

And time must run its course.

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,

We carry our souls like a torch.

We mind our spark, we balm our wounds,

We bring our courage forth.

And when time is right we rise again

To reclaim our newfound worth.

Be the Wind that carries You

Close your eyes
and be the bird
upon the wind
stretch your wings
and be the wind
that carries you

Close your eyes
and be the air
that moves the wind
abandon your boundaries
and be the breath
that births the being