The wind

81 days ….

“May the wind take your troubles away
May the wind take your troubles away
Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel,
May the wind take your troubles away . . . “

I remember … way back probably an army memory, sitting in this open field – night was dark, but given a soothing vague blue glow, I can see almost everything in shades of indigo grey. My mind emptied. It was chilly, and then like a whisper I heard the wind come toward me … I can hear it travel along the tops of the grass. Instructing me to remain quiet .. “wait … sssshhhhh …. I’m coming, just be patient.”

I absorbed it .. a dull frozen breeze, not shocking, and smelled electric … comforting, blanketing me.
Then it passed on … as it came, whispering ahead for the next soul in the dark.

“Trying to make it far enough, to the next time zone
Few and far between past the midnight hour
Never feel alone, you're really not alone...”
Son Volt – “Windfall”