The Wind
Warm all over.
Sitting in the sun.
Wispy breeze blowing
Gently moves my hair.
Unseen fingers brush my face
Right, then left, then gone.
Momentary whipping wind
Cooling head to toe.
Silken tapping on my arms,
Then stillness…
Nothing at all.
Surprise! Gusty joy! Gone again…
Stirring of the tops of trees.
Expectation in my heart.
But, nothing touches me.
Sudden quietness and peace.
Steady, now its steady
Strong, cold, bold.
Shivers, goosebumps down my back.
Lovely refreshing stream.
Now become a lacy shawl across my shoulders.
I’m resting in a calming wash.
My God I thank you for the symphony of wind
Such a beautiful reflection of Thee.
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