WIND
I love the wind
You never know where it's going
And never know where it's been
The wind is never absent or never far away
It can sit silently waiting
For all the leaves to get still
then quickly stir them up until
Leaf-laden tree limbs
begin to dance and sway
The wind comes in many forms
A baby breeze, gentle, soft and soothing
Or a gust, and in its wake carrying tumble weeds
Sand and dust
A tornado, hurricane, gale, or a storm
Then can settle and once again
with such a tame and transparent air
prompt children to chase their kites with glee
As the wind blows playfully through their hair
Where is the wind going
And where has it been
Over rock, hills , rivers and seashore
Tall lofty mountains and plains of lush green sod
It's but one more mystery of creation
Known to Him only and will be revealed
When time is no more
By Our Magnificent, Hallowed and
Awesome God
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Author Notes
Thanks to cleo85 for the beautiful south wind
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