By Wind inside my soul blows gently, turning the pages of the past. Flipping tenderly through memories I held so softly in my hands while whispering an echo of the song my heart sang through those times.
Storms and calm, rain and sunshine, warmth and cold, hard and soft, so many mountains, then down through the valleys…
Opposites forever holding hands, eternally intertwined, the beautiful moments brought through pain, the smiles I found in the midst of tears…
Invoking a feeling deeper than the ocean itself, brimming with more emotion than a storm filled sky, never to be completely explained with simple words.
Somehow, in the dark ominous clouds I find the calm that my soul searches for. In the unrest of the heavens, I find peace. In the dance of delicate flowers, I find strength. In the cool breeze, I find warmth. Lightning on the horizon, the depth of thunder felt throughout my entire body, what I’m about to feel takes me back to where I used to be…
The present today always and forever holding on to the past…
Ecclesiastes 1:7
All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.
Perhaps that is why when it rains, my past comes alive again. I close my eyes and revisit days gone by. Remembering all that’s forgotten when the sun shines…
But now… now I can smile through the rain I once added my tears to… the rivers that carried my sorrow away, bring them back only for a moment to remind me… I made it through!
Tomorrow's Horizon 