Depending on where you are and what day this is, spring (or winter’s last attempt) wind may be blowing in all directions. It is blowing where I am today and it a strong wind.
Growing up on the Canadian Prairies I have experienced a fair share of windy days. I am thinking about the odd pace and the force of wind. Walking in wind is a different type of gazing. I could not help but think: do I ever appreciate Brother Wind? This reflective poem is what stirred from my time of gazing of Brother Wind. If one can ever gaze at wind.
Is it a preparation for Pentecost?
Brother Wind why do you blow so much?
Is it to remind me of the movement of the Spirit?
Is it to whip me into solidarity with creation?
Is it to blow me around so I must bump into others?
Brother Wind why do you blow so much?
Is it to remind me the Spirit of God is renewing the earth?
Is it to whip me into the action of care for creation?
Is it to blow me toward those I want to reject?
Brother Wind why do you blow so much?
Is it to remind me you whisper truths of creation?
Is it to whip up into my ears the cry of the poor?
Is it to blow me in the direction of deep truth?
Brother Wind why do you blow so much?
Is it so I must look differently at the world around me?
Is it so I must cover my mouth so I can listen more?
Is it so I must shelter and be and take note?
Brother Wind why do you blow so much?
Is it so I may be reminded of the freedom of all?
Is it so I may let go of empty words and actions?
Is it so I may trust in the power of God and not my own?
Brother Wind blow where you will I can’t control you.
Brother Wind blow where you will I feel your invitation.
Brother Wind blow where you will but please give me space.
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“Brother Wind” – is inspired by St. Francis and his Canticle of the Creatures
“Renewing the earth” – Psalm 104.30
“Care for creation,” “truths of creation,” “cry of the poor” – are reflective of Laudato Si’
