Voices on the Wind Open Theme
ON HER CLIMB TO GRATITUDE by Beate Sigriddaughter On her steep climb to gratitude, impatient as ever, she stumbles, twists her ankle, limps into a whisper of God's breath: I only want to be honored. I too dislike critique, my friend, I don't want to be told what to do or when. Trust me, I know what I am doing. This world is my best shot. Not once did God declare I am too good for you. She feels the loud black wings of ravens beat as though they were her own. How beautiful you are, she sings.