The wind played tag with me today
I didn’t see it coming
But suddenly it touched me
Dancing its way across my face
Dusting my eyes
and ruffling the unruly grey
I call my hair….
Off it skittered
Scattering debris along the way
hidden still
Imperceptible potency
Moving, shaping
Urgency personified
Unavoidable and Relentless
Sometimes the wind of the Spirit plays tag with me
It gusts through my mind
Disturbing, moving shaping
Palpable in its persistence
My mind is tossed
Thoughts like leaves in a whirlwind
Swirl in blurring velocity
Only to suddenly fall
Back down
God’s artistry
And then I see
God’s new thing
Surprise!
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