The Wind Poem by Rebecca Lyle

The Wind

It was always my foe
Never my friend
Seems it blew right in my face
Never at my back.

When I would try to go left
It would blow me right
And the harder I tried
It blew with all it's might.

It blew me down so many times
As I would struggle to get up
It would hold me to the ground
It seemed I was doomed.

Living a life against the wind
Was it the life of sin?
It seemed my life was near it's end
My time was was running out.

I yelled out to my Lord
I can't take it anymore
Right then
I became Master and Commander of the wind.

Now I embrace the wind
I conquered it, it is my friend
No more to be blown around
Seeing it differently helped me be grounded.

Rebecca Lyle 01/29/17
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