Whether it be in a mighty rushing wind or in the gentle breeze, I hope that these words uplift your spirit, lead you to consider life from a fresh perspective, and warm your soul like a cup of tea on a winter's eve (or anytime of year for that matter).

Monday, September 14, 2009

"Tossed by the Wind"

(Composed in silent mediation
at Soul Care Day, October 13, 2008).


Tossed by the wind,
Thrown this way and that,
Tumultuous storm at hand,
Fearful am I.
Battered and torn,
Ragged, I feel,
Empty, forlorn.

Stop resisting the wind.
Flutter in the breeze.
Release the bonds of propriety.
Dance in the wind.

You are not lost--
I see you.
I am here even now.
I am the Lord of Creation
at all times, yes, even now.
I am in the breeze.
I am in the wind.
I lead you to my feet.
Do not run away.
Be not dismayed.


See the beauty in the rustling leaves.
Hear the water stream over the rocks.

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