• The way the wind flows,
    Through the trees,
    Streaming through the mountains ever so gracefully,
    There is no stopping the way the wind flows

    It flies up to the shining stars,
    The way it gleams silver on a moonlit night,
    Oh how it warms me so,
    There is no stopping the way the wind flows

    It's part of the river, it's part of the sky,
    It's part of the earth, It's part of you and I,
    There is no stopping the way the wind flows

    It touches my heart with divine grace,
    The wind has no shape, for it is forever changing,
    It has no desire; for it is real yet not even existing at all
    We can all sprout our own wings and fly, the way the wind flows.