May I feel the Breath of Life blowing
across the universe, spinning my
prayers into the farthest
corners of the sacred creation.
Like the wheel adorned with
words of blessing, may I turn
in the strong wind of the Spirit,
releasing showers of gifts upon
all who thirst for truth and
hunger for hope.
May the sky be filled with
offerings of healing and
wholeness and may they
rain down on this parched
planet. Come, rise up Holy
Wind, fill the universes with
the whirring sounds of prayer
wheels singing to the stars.
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