De' Ol' Negro House
Chasing the Wind
By Jacqueline Amos
Oh the sounds of the wind It gives a brush of fresh air The birds that whispers love As it rises me to the heavens And bring me back to earth The sounds of the universe Listen as they speak Songs of the angels which leaves a tender beat.
Oh how the gentle of your touch I embrace the swiftness of your tone Embrace me as I hold you near Words never spoken of the wind I am centered around your world As you take me to journeys which no man has gone Feel the beat of my heart.
Feel the songs that I sing Feel the flowers as they bloom Feel the nectar of my world Oh wind as I circle around your space I rise to another day
Copywriter 2002
Jacqueline Amos
I embrace the tender sounds of your breeze. The butterflies which keep to your beat Feel the nectar of my embrace. Oh wind as I circle around your space Words never spoken of the wind I float above the universe with your wings Oh creations by a divine king Chasing the wind as it floats Through the universe of love.
Chasing the Wind
