Where the lady of wind walks
hair blowing in her own essence
dressed in white
she tells us a story

"Every wave has a story, 
whether its a child playing
or a rock being skipped,
every wave has a story"

She walks on the water
watching the children play
and she tells them a story

"Every wave has a story,
whether its a boat passing
or the flutter of a butterfly
every wave has a story"

With this the children,
they open their minds
they think of the bigger picture

The lady walks along, the earth
she brings my sunrise
and my sunset

the lady walks along
and tells me her story
as she leaves a wave 
in my lake
the one i call life
and as she leaves, 
i hope she jumps in