Only one can help me find
The answers that I seek
So on the wind's breath
To Grandmother I speak

Help me Oh Mother of All
I cry like the loon
My spirit is as bleek
As a night without the moon

As I moan about my misfortunes
And whimper an ugly sound
I fail to see the wonders
Grandmother spread upon the ground

I close my eyes to the beauty
She placed along the way
Seeing only the rose's thorns
Not the buds that'll bloom today

A whisper on the wind
I hear calling to me
A soft gentle voice
Blowing through the trees.

Happiness will warm the soul
But it must come from within
This is the message
Sent to me upon the wind