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  Winddreamer
 

 I am enveloped in Night.
 
The wind rustles the trees, and the trees rustle the wind.
 

Do the trees dream the wind, or does the wind dream the trees?

 

Will you ride on the wind blowing free;
 

I am the moon;
 
I am the sky; 
 
I am the stars; 
 
I am the clouds; 
 
 I am the trees;
 
 I am the wind; and
 
 I am the dream.
 
I am the winddreamer. 
 
That which exists inside is that which exists out side.
 
I am the seer and the seen. 
 
 I am the air, the earth, the water, and the fire.
 
I am the universe. 
 
 I am the cocreator.
 
 Tonight I dream the wind.
 
 I am the winddreamer and I am dreamed. 
 
I dream the wind to touch your surface, caress creation.
 
 I dream the wind to stir, to stir imagination.
 
 I dream the wind to move the water, the water of life.
 
I dream the wind to fill the sails, sails of imagination. 
 
I dream the wind that carries the music, prayer as song. 
 
I dream the wind to fuel the fire, fire burning in hearts and minds. 
 
I dream the wind that stirs the trees to drum the heartbeat of universal life. 
  I am the wind dreamer. 
   
 
I am the wind dream.
 
I fall into the caress;
 
My imagination soars;
 
I drink the cup of life;
 
I sing;
 
I burn;
 
I vibrate with energy; and
 
I expand the universe.
 
I have been dreamed.
   Louise DeBrower 1997©
  June 1st, 1996