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.