Gentle
Wind
A
sweet and gentle wind
Blew
into the room
And
caressed my very soul
A
spirit of love
Sweetly
surrounded me
Caressing
my wounded heart
A
soft voice began to speak
Drawing
me closer into that embrace
"You
have been strongly attacked
And
deeply wounded
Your
cry of painful tears
Have
been heard
You
feel as if you have been abandoned
And
left alone to drift
On
storm tossed circumstances
In
the dark of night
Great
sobs of pain,
Questions
and doubts
Came
crawling forth
You
have felt lost and alone
Guidance
you have sought
But
could not find
Come
and calm your ceaseless quest
Lie
down and rest in my bosom
Take
a refreshing breath
From
my spirit
Put
aside the turmoil of your mind
I
am here to take on your worries
I
am here to bring you through
I
am here to give you rest
I
am here to wash you in my love
So
rest, rest my sweet child
Rest
and hear my words
I
am here to fight your battles
Only
I can bring about
The
answers to your prayers"
With
that it seemed
A
gentle hand was laid upon my head
And
caressed my hair as a parent would a child
Tender
arms close tighter about my body
Giving
me a healing hug
A
soft humming slowly began
A
lullaby rocking me to peaceful sleep
I
slowly felt those gentle arms
Lay
me down upon my bed
And
the gentle wind
Returned
from whence it came.
By:
Ann Martin
July
23, 2002
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