Personal Awakenings
I have been kissed by lots of breezes.
I was kissed by a passing breeze;
Like the humid breeze from
the Gulf of Mexico.
I was kissed by a passing breeze;
Like that Chicago breeze
from the Windy City.
I was kissed by a passing breeze;
Like that foggy and gusty breeze
from the Pacific Ocean.
I was kissed by a passing breeze;
Like that Delta Breeze from
the Sacramento Valley after
a hot summer day.
More importantly, I was kissed by a passing
breeze that penetrated beyond the surface of the
physical and awakened me in some vital areas.
I was awakened SPIRITUALLY when
I accepted and allowed Christ
to be the Lord of my life.
I was awakened POLITICALLY when
I realized that tradition had run its
course, and it was time for a change
in my thinking and perspective of the world.
I was awakened ROMANTICALLY as a late-bloomer
who at 19 years of age fell in love with a girl from
South Dakota. It was short-lived, but the love bug
had been awakened to stay as I, in my late teen years,
fell in love over and over and over again.
I was awakened SOCIALLY as much of my shyness was put to rest,
and I became a people person. Discovering that I too had something
to say, I determined to master the gift of communicating with people.
I learned how to interact and inject my own thoughts and opinions.
I tell you, that kiss by a passing breeze of awakening was very real.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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