Air is the mighty breath of God,
And mystical as His Holy Spirit,
Pushing people and things to their fate,
As well as bending the Earth's atmosphere.
Man-made weapons are of no use,
To the power of the perfect storm,
For they dull the senses of the wind,
And weaken its strength to tear up enemies.
Air and wind are at their strongest,
When fighting with their naked strength.
It moves swift and silent as a wind,
And is as destructive as the hurricane.
Wind is as fearsome as the tornado,
Yet as loving as the summer breeze,
And those who follow it carry out justice,
And use their powers responsibly.
Wind is the storm that destroys all in its path,
And the soothing rain that nourishes life.
The rewards are great and mystical
To those who follow the path of Wind.