Breath of God

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
a great breath of fresh air,
chasing out the stifling closeness,
waking me from the stupor of sameness,
tickling, teasing, refreshing, revitalising.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
blowing out the cobwebs, sweetening the air,
tempering my temper, opening the shutters,
throwing up the neatly raked pile
in a kaleidoscope of colour.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
Almost unnoticed, then whipping up,
suddenly, surprisingly,
throwing the settled mindset awry,
landing perceptions in new places.

Breathe on me, Breath of God,
inviting me out into the open air,
the big skies and the misty beauty,
cool air on my skin, whispering promise –
momentum, direction, filling my sails.

5/8/17 Cornerstone Women’s Retreat, Canowindra

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