Airs

The air can be relatively silent or noiseful wind – sort of like, flatulence – both blessing and curse~ depending on where and when. The who, more often, not forthright. Do we wrongly blame God, for our own airs – what we take in and give off, lusts of the appetite, making foul smelling of an otherwise sacred dwelling? To my mind, better we advocate for greener mountains, and less polluted seas – myself, not so fond of skin ulcers, burning, blistering pees. No Second Coming, till our own transformation Christ is not late We are….