Messenger Wind

In a horse-powered sleigh at the top of the town
 Sun coming up paints the snow all around with rose light
 In front of the house where I'm supposed to be born
 I don't think I'm ready to walk through that door just yet
 To be one more voice in the human choir
 Rising like smoke from the mystical fire of the heart
 The wind that blows through everything
 Sweeps out the halls of my heart when I sing to you
 It carries the moon and the stars and the rain
 Carries the seagulls and carries my shame away
 Spins me around, stops me running away
 From all the things I've been waiting to say But don't
 Here
 Is bigger than you can imagine
 Now
 Is forever
 Sun coming up paints the snow all around
 Rose on the roofs and the trees and the ground
 And the stream
 In my dream
 Messenger wind swooping out of the sky
 Lights each tiny speck in my human kaleidoscope
 With hope