Cosmic Winds

The eternal flame of the Holy Spirit (Celtic style - without end)

The wind blows,

trees tremble before its blast.

The wind abates,

earth settles into exquisite silence.

Stellar winds flare and gust,

turbulent

beyond our comprehension,

then in unpredictable moments

quiesce;

far flung corners

of the universe rest.

The Spirit of God moves,

stirs, strengthens, comforts:

God's friends and others,

oft unexpectedly,

feel His breath.

The 'exquisite silence' of the first verse is also the topic of 'Embracing Silence' and other poems with similar themes can be found in the special index Here