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Omnificent Wind

She felt glory of God and blessed in her shaking of the oak trees today. They danced at her bidding, and she was validated.  I am the wind! She yelled, as she held out her hands and showed her truth.  Showing them her full power, full tilt. She had never felt more powerful. She must have been traveling at seventy or eighty miles an hour. She lifted one sapling from its roots. Oops. Did not mean to do that. Cut back her power just a bit. I am the wind! She roared. The grasses bowed to her and the trees shook. 


                                      powerful mother
                          the trees quake in her presence
                                      omnificent wind

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019

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Charles Messina Date: 12/8/2019 8:16:00 AM Mother wind can be a tyrant some days. You have a great imagination Caren. Have a nice weekend dear friend. Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/8/2019 8:41:00 AM Thank you Charles. I survive on this imagination daily at my job.

Demetrios Trifiatis Date: 12/8/2019 5:09:00 AM Very powerful dear, Caren! Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/8/2019 7:33:00 AM Thank you very much Demetrios. I almost threw this down as a haiku and then I thought, "Wait! I want to add more," so added the narrative.

Na Na Date: 12/8/2019 4:54:00 AM Hi Caren the wind can be a deadly force. Ones friend or ones enemy. Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 12/8/2019 7:34:00 AM I love it until it gets too rowdy. I live in Kansas, but luckily, all it could take of my house would probably be the roof. We live in an earth home four foot out of the ground in the back.