In the distance far away something stirs with a glow...
First a flutter in the four corners, as wind about to blow...
As a great storm about to come, the signs say it should...
There is a goodness felt, not for all, by all for good.

I am awed by the love in the wind, a sense you cannot miss...
If I stray it glides away, only to come back with a light kiss.
Pure love, unconditional love, love that you just have to know...
Once on you, and in you, and of you, you can't help but to show.

Gentle winds of change across you land now blow...
There is darkness in the land, but brightness will glow!
There is a call to boldness, the Father's truth to proclaim...
For it is written, every knee shall bow at His mighty name!

The winds of change blowing as down a corridor, on they speed...
Destination is here and now, for great is the need.
Prophesy is the corridor, a place for the truth to glide...
The walls are the Word, mixing with the wind, down they slide.

Now winds of change are increasing to gale force...
The world is in fear, not looking for the source.
They cannot hear past the ear, where the Spirit sounds strong
In a dimension as the deep where the winds blow along...

The time is at hand in this land,
In every land...
The choice is in every heart,
From God, do not be set apart...                    Be Love

by David Slezak