Do You Fear the Wind?

The rustle of a patient breeze

Sighs softly through the waiting trees,

Touching every single leaf as it glides by.

Laying soft against my skin,

Who could fear the gentle wind

Rising from the fragile earth

To kiss a waiting sky?

Will you be as benevolent

When patience runs its' course?

Will you stand to face the wind

When rolling clouds amass?

Or will you run to shelter,

Fleeing deep into your cave,

When mother nature's greatest force

Begins to rise and pass?

Unseen powers drive the wind.

The breath of God is billowing,

Swirling inhales,

Angry exhales,

Twisting, falling, growing,

Tangled fears will multiply,

Foresee a bitter end as

Heads get buried in the sand.

Do you fear the wind?