See The Wind

I can hear a gentle rustle as the curtains move about

But the strain and daily hustle tend to drown You out

I cannot see Your presence but I know where You have been

And I long to be a feather at the mercy of the wind

I cannot really hold You but I feel You in my life

Oh how I long to see you but You’re somewhere out of sight

Oh I know that I am blind but where I’m going in the end

You’ll open up my eyes so I can see the wind

And when I hear the thunder I know that You draw near

And then I’ll watch in wonder as the evidence appears

Waves grown mighty at Your bidding trees bow their branches low

Only truth remains undaunted in the power You can show

It scatters seeds where the farmers have not sown

And it utters prayers in a language yet unknown

No one knows quite where You’re going but we see where You have been

And when I get where I’m going that’s when I’ll see the wind