Run With the Wind

I am Wind.

I exult and swirl in cadence with the Creator’s grand design. I respond to one Master, the one from Whom I’m sent. My power is indomitable, and my mission persists to any height or depth. I can be joyful, exuberant, and explosive or soft, nurturing, and calm.

I am Wind.

I am creative, If you try to trap me in a cage, I’ll blast the bars apart. If you try to stuff me in a box, I’ll blow the lid into the sky. If you try to bury me, I’ll dance upon the sand until it all flies away. Like an artist, I paint snowdrifts on the mountain tops. Like a dancer, I choreograph the clouds. Like a musician, I synchronize the trees and make melodies upon the waters. Change is my delight, my energy, my adventure. I love to frolic and twist like puppies on a summer day. I’m not afraid of where I’m going, for I let go of where I’ve been. I’m happy to rest, but I refuse to be suppressed.

I am Wind.

I am flexible. I can support a mighty eagle or carry a tiny sparrow. I can fill a sailboat’s mast or caress a rose petal. The complexities of my power seem erratic but not to those who learn to travel with me. It doesn’t matter if I crack a glacier or bend a blade of grass, everything I do moves in tandem toward glorious beauty.

I am Wind.

I cannot be explained. My origin cannot be determined. My destination cannot be controlled. I’m mysterious. The best way to know me is to let go of what you think I’m supposed to be, take wing, and enjoy the ride.

I am Wind.

Spirit breathed. Spirit decreed. Spirit freed. I’m a dreamer. I’m unforgettable, unbeatable, undeniable, unfettered, and I refuse to be undone. My specialty is kites–all sizes, shapes, and colors. I’ll help you fly yours, but you must run with me first.