Gentle Breeze
Gentle Breeze
Things blowing all around me but I am standing still. Problems like a hurricane, the world thinks I should yield. But, there’s a gentle breeze blowing calling me in where I will find the strength to begin again.
There’s a gentle breeze around me that’s steady and true. It gives me comfort and strength I never knew.
As the stillness comes, I settle down, knowing that everything’s ok. Looking past the horizon the heavy winds blow but deep inside is my comfort zone, I am safe when I’m at home.
The gentle winds are blowing safe within my soul.
I feel like I could slip away to another place. A place where only the gentle breeze can blow on my face. Blow on me gentle breeze calm my soul within. Blow on me gentle breeze bring me peace again.
Blow gentle breeze, gentle breeze blow.
The world is sometimes harsh and scary, I wish I could run and hide. But everywhere I look there’s no end in sight. I finally found that place in me that helps me deal with things. I feel the breeze coming on, I see it in the trees.
Blow on gentle breeze, blow within my soul. Help me find that resting place that heals my
wounded soul.
Blow gentle breeze, gentle breeze blow
Copyright © Sherri Weeks | Year Posted 2014
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