Wings of a Hawk

(David Miller)

And the east wind comes on the wings of a hawk
And the east wind comes on the wings of a hawk
And She circles high with Her piercing eye
And with piercing eye She knows our hearts

And the south fire is Her passion a-flame
And the south fire is Her passion a-flame
And Her fires rise and Her blood runs hot
Flowing through our veins to warm our hearts

And Her waters are clear mountain springs
And Her waters are clear mountain springs
Cool and sweet to taste as we kneel to drink
Cool and sweet to taste to quench our thirst

And the north Earth is Her darkness within
And the north Earth is Her darkness within
And within the dark of Her silent womb
Deep within the dark we are born

And the center is Her cauldron of change
And the center is Her cauldron of change
With the wild realm of all possibilities
All possibilities within our hearts

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