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Riding On the Wind
Riding on the Wind I share with you a memory of an autumn afternoon; unloading weekends shopping; such a normal task to do. Then something moving on my left and this is what I saw; a whirlwind holding steady, just less than six feet tall. A spectacle of dust and leaves demanding my attention; the feeling washing over me; a loving warm sensation. Without pause, nonchalant; I wasn't in dismay. Aloud, I spoke, "Hello Uncle George, how are you today?" Then almost as if walking, gently swaying left and right; I'd missed him but now he'd appeared, much to my delight. Approaching just within arms reach, and steady there once more; I smiled at him. This was no doubt the Uncle I adored. As whispered breeze he touched my face, oh so tenderly. I can't explain, but I could feel him smiling back at me. For several seconds we conversed; hearts speaking to each other; He'll meet me there on Jordan's shore, when my time to cross over. So generous of heaven, for its' angels there to lend. A favored uncle's precious soul........... Riding on the wind.
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