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I Feel a Poem on the Wind

February 16, 2021

I feel a poem on the wind
Full of heartache and longing
Full of hope and promise.

I feel a poem on the wind
Riding high
Tinkling the bells
Of God’s glory
Sharpening the sword
Of a battle cry.

I feel a poem on the wind
Riding roughshod
A wild horse galloping
Raising dust in the sky.

I hear a nation crying on the wind
From the highlands
To the low
From the bottom of the sea
To the red rocks
As close as my fingertips.

I feel a rising wind
A riding high wind
A justice wind
A freedom wind
A wind akin to the driven snow

A wind too high
A wind too loud
To ignore.

(C) Nikki Lyn Pugh 2021


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