The wind came,

or maybe it was the breath of God.

I could feel it touching me,

urging me to breathe it in, and I did…

deep breaths, cleansing breaths, healing breaths.

I could feel and hear

the pulse, that gives a distinct beat to my life, growing stronger;

a rhythm that defines who I am.

There was laughter and singing and tears.

The Wind came…

and I have been different ever since.