"Wind of the mountains, blow me clear
Of trivial thoughts, and stupid fear;
Blue of the mountains, steep my soul,
Color my life and make me whole.
Rain in the mountains, wash me clean
Of selfish cares - the small and mean;
Oh purple mist and wild bird cry,
You mark the trail to a boulder sky.
Wind of the mountains, wind and the rain
Freshen my cup of laughter again;
Strength of the hills, flow into me;
Earth, bear me up to a Destiny."