Calling
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Calling
The wind calls my name.
I have been here before.
It is the place between…
where I should be,
and where I am going.
I have gathered all the help,
I have saved and created more.
Fear is no longer an option.
I am committed to Him.
He will never let me down.
A shift has been made,
toward the right direction.
Whatever has held me back before,
no longer has power of any kind.
I have been set “free”.
I am only now learning…
what that means. ( a hushed, unhurried tone)
That is nothing less than a miracle.
I am here to state. I have seen the dark…side…
You can never understand,
unless you have made a wrong turn,
a mistake that can not easily be erased.
A giant sign has been built,
laid out upon the path, to which you are on.
Stop.
Listen.
The wind is whispering…
your name now.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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