I Want To Sway and Bend

I dream of the wind 
blowing through my hair,
that's how I win
the rush of air is heaven sent 
cold or warm;
Gods breath is my friend
a power with great might;
that can threaten any town 
and tear down any gate,
let a twister form within my soul
the weather is splendiferous 
oh, how I love it so,
car windows rolled down;
zipping down the freeway 
my hand stuck out;
being forced back by this whim 
I inhale the particles 
swishing around in the wind,
but I never choke 
to the trees 
I want to sway and bend.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Scott Avatar
November 16, 2023 at 12:01 AM
Again, Candice, you have captured my imagination with "Gods breath is my friend" and then "let a twister form within my soul" .. I think we underestimate God's latent power when we seek His gentleness.
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November 16, 2023 at 12:02 AM
C.S.Lewis writes about Aslan, in response to Lucy's question; "Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the King, I tell you.” - your poem reminded me of that perception we need :-)
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October 26, 2022 at 6:58 AM
I thought this was nicely penned Candace.
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