The Caress of Your Wind

A lonely walk through the streets

It's midnight on the clock

Yet still, I can't sleep

Worries and sorrows etched so deep

Memories too painful, my heart weeps

The flashing lights on the streets

Ignored, as my sight blurs from tears that wouldn't stop

Who knows the sorrows my being holds?

Whose ear would hear the grieve it holds?

And then I felt it, a tiny thing

A soft whisper, the caress of your wind

You made it cloak me, so I was no longer alone

My vision opened, no longer blurred

I blinked, and tried to recall my sorrowful tales

Yet like the wind, it made a sweep and disappeared.

And then I heard a familiar verse, in Isaiah 43:2, it says

When you pass through the waters, I shall be with you

And through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you.

So I lay down on my pillow that night

Secured in the knowledge that that was right

As told by the caress of your wind

Fantasia