Catching the Wind

Something new was birthed in me
or maybe a small flicker of flame
caught the wind
I did not plan it or expect it
it just began to grow
from a seed planted
who knows when or where

It is like that sometimes
I mean to go this way
but end up going that way
or something small
becomes something of great importance

I guess that is what it means
to be lead by the breathe
of a Holy Wind
instead of rigid and set
No room to grow and reshape
if the clay becomes hard and dry
No worries if that happens
God has his ways to
soften us up again.

© 2014 Julie Clark

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