The Wind

the wind called to me
I got up put on some warmish clothing and grabbed my iPod and headed outside.
I found a dark spot beneath a tree, I didn't want anyone to see me.
I lay beneath that tree and observed the moon and stars and clouds and branches and grass and worshipped.
I thought about my life, my present, my future.
I thought and thought and thought some more.
He said turn off the music and I did.
I listened to the wind, I watched the leaves tumble. I picked up an acorn and inspected it.
I removed my glasses, sometimes the details must be removed to be able to focus.
I listened to the wind.
He spoke to me, we conversed.
I brought my questions and worries, he responded.
Rest in me, I will take care of the rest.
A simple promise.
My God loves me.