Warm wind, a song, February 2003

I feel a warm wind blowing

And it feels like peace

And it feels like anger

Against too long injustice.

I feel a warm wind blowing

From wintry Berlin, Moscow and Paris

Blowing across deserts and forests

Across oceans and continents

Across borders and border posts.

I feel a warm wind blowing

And it’s the breath of millions

It’s the breath of people in every nation

It’s the breath of ordinary voices

Speaking out strong and confident

The breath of hope and the human spirit.

I feel a warm wind blowing

Growing in fury and strength

And it’s building to a heated hurricane

That will blow down the citadels of war.