So much is changing, so quickly. I have felt that I had to write again and it was time and like my brother in law the 7 minute artist, I am the 7 minute poet. When it comes it comes.
Spirit of the Wind
The wind it speaks to me
Sometimes I do not understand
I ask for answers
They come
Sometimes in a stinging realization
Often as a gentle awakening
Reminding me
That I am walking on this earth
With purpose
That my path
Will not always be clear and easy to see
I must listen for guidance
With my heart and soul
My mind gets in the way
So I close my eyes
Feel the wind and listen
For my true purpose
The struggles that I must overcome
Confuse me..
Make me Question
For a moment
I feel the earth beneath me
Close my eyes
I spread my arms out wide
I ask the wind
Point me in the direction I must go
The spirit of the wind embraces me and I realize
I have my answer
~Sandy
~Sandy
1 comment:
You never cease to amaze me Sister. This is a beautiful poem. I imagine reading it to students in a yoga class. So perhaps that is what you can do. I am going to print it off and put it in my journal as this poem is beautifully written and speaks volumes....well done my 7 Minute Writer!
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