The Wind the Wind

The wind or the wind                                                                                                       As twisting a vine the wreath                                                                                           Breathing the breeze of the divine                                                                                       Sailors on the reef seeking the seas                                                                                               So intwined grows the anime rhyme                                                                                  Wind in your sails as a northeastern blows                                                                                      So through ages sail but when comes the time                                                                   Searching the end will you last breathe be as cold                                                                Rarer air fills the breadth of the land                                                                                          The way with healing in His wings                                                                                                   Receive the breath of life again                                                                                                           So you may overcome death's sting                                                                                                  Rising again children of the Master's  wind                                                                                        Not grapes of wrath in the press they wind
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Mehta Avatar
January 16, 2014 at 5:05 AM
Lovely analogical write on faith and life, john
Breidenthal Avatar
January 15, 2014 at 5:42 PM
I like the grapes of wrath reference there. Such a descriptive, nifty rhyme you got going here. It's very inspiring. Always, Laura
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