Children of the Wind

We are the Children of the wind,
We once were children of stone,
We took on the practices of our fathers and grandfathers,
We believed this practice infallible because they were theirs,
We were then opened up to possibility,
We can’t know what we haven’t seen,
So now we keep an open ear and a open mind,
We learned that anything is possible,
We then became children of the wind,
For us no idea is beyond question or rejection.

By, Adam Nance

By Adam Nance
Published: 4/1/2005

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