A year, and a day, and an hour ago,
The boy and the girl and the man would go
To search for the place from which winds would blow;
A year, and a day, and an hour ago.

And yet it was more than a year, and a year,
'Til they came to the sea, through a laugh and a tear,
Where the wind had begun, and it's voice had been near;
Remembering more than a year and a year.

For what had it's start as an hour by the shore
Had stretched into decades, and lifetimes, and more;
The years passed like minutes, and grew by the score
As they laughed, in the wind, and the surf's gentle roar.

So a year, and a day, and an hour ago,
The boy and the girl, and the man did go;
Each finding tomorrow in winds that did blow,
Oh, a year, and a day, and an hour ago.

HM 8/7/94 ©