Dreams as Symbols

I am but a wee breath of air
blended with the mild breeze
that gently tingles the small hairs on your forearms.
Beloved one, it is I, God breathing life into you.

I gave life to you in Eden
with the same breeze you now feel
I gave you control of my creation
Yet you lost trust in my benevolence, my love.

Look at my clouds, great symbols
of trust and prosperity, bringing water
and wealth! For you, my beloved
relax, think of clouds as good;
I made them for You.

©Russell Kendall Career, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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