Life is like the wind
It comes and it goes
You
You have a choice to make:
How will you live
When life
Is like the wind
A flower
Blooms towards the sun
But soon enough
Its time is done
And it withers away
The grass
Is green now
But tomorrow
It is dead and brown
Life is like the wind
It comes and it goes
You
You have a choice to make:
How will you live
When life
Is like the wind
Life on this Earth
Is so short
But the God of creation
Is waiting
For you
Listen—He is waiting for you
To live for Him
O The Wind, For Him.