Sisters of the Wind

Sweet abandon
 Goddess of air
 Tangled straight
 Trails from her hair
 In the silence of time forgotten
 Before the garden of man
 Riding currents with all creation
 She plays out God's hand
 Wings of fortune
 Beckon the dawn
 Cross fields of heather
 They circle the moors
 Somewhere over the mists of morning
 Beyond the mountains of sky
 They'll pass right through your dreams
 With a whispering sigh
 They fly graceful and bold
 The four winds of heaven
 Rise shining like gold
 Their world knows no end
 Forever sisters of the wind
 And willow
 Alder and ash
 Groves of glory
 Bow as they pass
 East and the west of the mystic crossroads
 North and south of the sea
 They'll find and guide you along
 If you believe
 They fly graceful and bold
 The four winds of heaven
 They rise shining like gold
 Their world knows no end
 Forever sisters of the wind