Your strength is beauty itself.
I cannot see you,but I see your evidence all around me.
You make the leaves of the trees
sing a one of a kind melody.
You encompass me, while blowing your power
through me.
Your strength can even move my frame off my feet,
You can cool my body with a delicate breeze,
And up root a tree that has lived in this world
for hundreds of years.
I feel your power,yet I feel more of the power of delight
by the Wondrous creative power of the Almighty.
I actually feel closer to Him when the Spirit of the Wind
BLOWS
through every strand of my hair.
His Being wraps around me and
I am in another dimension
of time and space.
May the Spirit of the Wind ever blow
in all worlds, in all heavens,
filling me with the
Spirit of Love,Power, and Strength.

Just when your world collapses

To the point of fall apart

There still resides a tiny spark

Deep within your hungry heart

The tiniest of slivers

A slight glimmer of hope

A righteous nod from the voice of God

Letting you know you're not alone