By Estelle Nora Harwit Amrani
Remember the wind in your lungs as you cried out at birth in apprehension
and excitement of being born again,and longing
to be held and cared for.
Remember the wind gently waking you to life;caressing your
hair and skin, loving you, moving you,stirring your soul on its journey.
Remember the wind when you called to it out of desperation
and sadness for help,and how it said you are never
alone, it will always be with you.
Remember the wind was your childhood playmate on windy
days when you tried to go against it, facing it,
and you felt like you were standing still in a torando.
Remember the wind when you wrapped a towel around your
neck pretending it was a cape and believed you were supergirl,
and if you quickly ran down a hill you could take off and fly
with the wind.
Remember the wind when you were floating at sea thinking
there was no way to get home,and how a sudden wind picked
up helped carry you to your destination.
Remember the wind as it brought aromas to you preparing
you for the coming rain. Or when it carried more rain away
from you so you could dry out and heal from the floods.
Remember the wind raging through the mountains and
valleys and you felt afraid, angry and abandoned thinking
it was judging and punishing you, when it was only cleansing
Remember the wind when it blew pollen, butterflies and seeds through
the air spurting new growth making the earth colorful and fragrant,and
how you reveled in its beauty.
Remember the wind sang with you when you were overflowing
with love, and it energetically danced around you,
playfully sharing in your joy.
Remember the wind soothing your hot, perspiring body
giving you relief as you baked in the hot desert sun.
Or when the wind bit your skin with cold warning you to take shelter.
Remember the wind when you blew smoke from your pipe
of peace and that messenger/friend carried your prayers
upward to the Great Spirit.
Remember the wind when it played musically to you, and
through you, by golden fingers on the strings of Andreas'
harp - reconnecting you to your heavenly source.
Remember the wind?
It is your friend.
It is your reflection.
It is spirit.
It is you.
© 1997, 2002, Estelle Nora Harwit Amrani