Wake up thou wind of travel
And carry my voice as such.
Transfer my thought of love and peace
In the midst of thy unseen touch.

Be strong and faithful in thy journey
For the load could way thee down. 
For these emotions transcend thy superior
With the power and breathe of each sound.

Be thou not swift in thy conquest
But let patience accompany thy burden.
For this perfect transition speaks failure
When fragmented passions lie forgotten.

Sober thy mind and will O' breathe of God
And again whisper my heart as such.
Tremble the frame of which my soul doth exclaim
In the midst of thy unseen touch.