God's Breath of Wind(poem)

As the wind sweeps through

Our very lives, and cools our every thought

It can change our mind, or what we'll do

And that's why wind was brought

But now we figure, that after death

The wind sure is our God's own breath

But more then that, does the wind know

Where it has gone, or know it's place

Does it care, do his motives show

As it goes travels through with haste

It has to know for does God care?

Surely He would know, and act thus fair

We cannot ask, nor can we tell

Why He does the things He'll do

Not know for sure, but I know well

That he brought us me and you