Every time the wind blows I can hear it calling to me.
Telling me of the wilderness that it holds and the adventures that it promises.
Every time  the Wind blows I can feel it tugging at my free soul urging me to be truthful.
Every time the wind blows I can smell the wild ocean that lays just beyond.
Every time the winds blows I can hear the song that it sings to me, and the laughter of it's never ending joy.
Every time the wind blows, a butterfly flutters past my face, whispering, it's time.