Gift #1163: Winds of Heaven

I’ve returned from my yearly pilgrimage to Denver.  My mom and I spent a blissful two weeks in the city we still call home, visiting our favorite haunts and exploring some new places.  We were veritable mountain goats – spending many of our days in county parks and at Rocky Mountain National Park.  I miss Colorado so much and it is a blessing to be able to return each summer to experience its beauty.  One of the many charms of Colorado I fell in love with when my family moved there was the gentle, cooling breezes that filled the summer days.  They were refreshing on hot days, and they were scented with the most delicate perfume.  I’ve still not determined what the source of that smell is – but not knowing makes it all the more alluring and special.  My mom and I refer to it as the “breath of heaven”.

And on those mountain meadows when the wind blows the grasses and wildflowers and kicks up that heavenly aroma while you gaze out at snow-capped mountains, it’s easy to think that the door to heaven blew open on that mountain and the air of earth and eternity mixes and swirls together.  To be truthful, there are times when that happens when I’m not sure if I’m on earth, or if the curtains shifted and I’m standing in heaven’s threshold.  I’ve come to love the mountain meadows of my parks with the passion and reverence of a holy place because it feels so much like heaven is near.  And in these moments I love to listen to the wind whisper to my heart and feel it caress my face.  I store up the secrets of the wind deep within to give strength and remember my beloved mountains.  Readers of my blog from years past know that I always end my Colorado trip with a song that was of special meaning during the visit.  I found myself humming this song while up in the mountain meadows and it’s a perfect choice for commemorating the sacred moments when earth and heaven meet in the mountain winds.

Wind of Heaven

I woke up in the ruins of yesterday
I just can’t break away
I’m losing faith in the dream
Trying to recreate the life I knew
Find the heart that once was true
Lost and cast away, adrift, floating downstream
Yet still the battle rages, I don’t know what to do
Then I hear you whisper, Baby, I love you

Feel the wind of heaven blow
Over fields for all time unfrozen
Hearing words of ancient wisdom calling out to me
Let the tears of sorrow go
Riding free in the wild, unbroken
Those eternal voices tell us love will set us free

I saw the stallion run along the river bed
With the eagle overhead
And then I realized
That time is but the curse that we all share
Bringing heartbreak and despair
But we can break the spell
Oh, yes, and then I open my eyes
And the battle’s raging, I don’t know what to do
Then I hear you whisper, Baby, I love you

Feel the wind of heaven blow
Over fields for all time unfrozen
Hearing words of ancient wisdom calling out to me
Let the tears of sorrow go
Riding free in the wild, unbroken
Those eternal voices tell us love will set us free

Where is love? Now my brothers all are gone
A man who walks alone
Living day by day
Breathe into me
Breathe your breath of life into my soul
And save me from my dreams
Before my time is done
Breathe into me now.

Feel the wind of heaven blow
Over fields for all time unfrozen
Hearing words of ancient wisdom calling out to me
Let the tears of sorrow go
Riding free in the wild, unbroken
Those eternal voices tell us love will set us free

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Justin Hayward / alberto parodi / david minasian

If you would like to hear the song as recorded by Justin, here is a link to youtube.  It is a beautiful song.

And now, on the other side of the mountain I will carry the music of the wind, its joy and sorrow and wisdom, in my heart until I can walk in the winds of heaven again.

Blessings to you,

Sarah