Whispering Wind

I am the gentle wind kissing your face as I go by. I bring warmth to your cold body as I sigh. I bring the whispers of wonder from a mysterious past. I will bring forth Gaia with violent and unforgiven wrath. Mother has given me a divine, free wandering spirit. If you remain still, listen to my song, you will hear it. Birds will gently fly as I lift them into the sky. Cheerfully they chortle songs of pure delight. Fanning flames, the fire begin to dance and swirl My flaming breath brings forth the cleansing spirit of renewal. Father has given me the breath of life to share. As you inhale slowly the wonderful fragrant air. Blowing through the amazing forest garden of Mother Earth. You hear the rustle of leaves releasing seeds to fall for new birth. Ushering in rain, letting it nurtures this life that is new and old. Gently I touch the new morning growth as it unfolds. Gleefully I dance through this beautiful day tussling your hair. You dance with me in this moment as a wonderful pair. I will mourn the loss of your amazing heart filled life. I will gently blow warm comfort to your loving wife.