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Waking Wind

winter has drearily poured in with funeral skies and biting cold. my mood, however, stands strong in defiance of the all too common winter lull. a peace has flushed out the dark pockets of discontent that had been rotting in the corners of my heart. a genuine excitement is welling up within, forcing out the idle discouragement of months passed.

and it all began with a sudden and violent summer wind. a blast powerful enough to wake my stagnant heart from its coma into a foreign and confused consciousness. a gust strong enough to expose the heaviness of my heart and lift it in spite of the weight. a gale that has steadily been carrying this heart ever since, on a path now filled with light and possibility.

on that distinct summer night i said of the heavenly wind, "this is God telling us to go to sleep." and he probably was. but he was also waking up my soul.

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