Abundance of the Heart

The wind is ever moving
But not as moves the shark
It doesn't move to feed itself
Or just to make a mark

The wind is always moving
It courses through our blood
It pushes sails that raise their hands
And moves the waves to flood

The wind is always speaking
It whispers and it howls
If you listen closely
It may be speaking now

It speaks of ever changing worlds
It speaks of mournful pasts
It says that God is where you are
It says His greatness lasts

The wind is always moving
Yet there are times to be still
If you are not the air and wind
Just listen for God's will