Enlil

My breath

Carves symbols in the air

Which only the priests

Can see.

I am the source of freedom

And inspiration,

But also a master of lonely

Hot sandstorms.

Regardless of the temperature,

I am the essence of movement,

A sign for the skilled,

A message for the lonely

And one of the four elements.

With me

All things come alive.

*Enlil is the god of the wind in Mesopotamia