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I am like the gentle breeze blowing the dandelion stalks taking them to their new destination and home. I move through the trees rustling melodies each singing their own song, I gently tug at the clinging leaves, ochre, reds and golden browns.
I am the icy winds rushing through the roof tops, it’s time to rest a while, dream my dreams of tomorrow, wrapped up warm, there is a different crew, time for the layers and don’t forget your ear muffs and snow boots!
I blow away the fallen leaves, time for a spring clean, can you hear my new song of fresh beginnings whistling as I breathe new life, whisperings of new growth.
We dance again among the palm trees swaying as I greet you on the beaches,warm currents carefully caressing your skin, winter long forgotten enjoying the harvest.
But I am unpredictable I can soar across the oceans and bring tales of devastation to everything in my path, bringing the thrashing waves while I spread the forest fires, blazing in defiance. I can uproot trees and send buildings to their destination of rubble. I come by many names, breeze, wind, gale, tornado and hurricane each variation in degree,in its season, in and out of harmony with the earth.
Yes I can bring much pain in the flash of a moment and in the next I remind you of summers filled with aromas, perfumed flowers and tomorrows that have yet to come new growth, new life, new grace.
© Amanda Trought
He who dwells in the shelter of the most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty...Psalm 91:1
But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind James 1:6
I desire to do your will, my God; your law is within my heart Psalm 40:8
