The Wind's Embrace
- lyndi brey
- Apr 25, 2025
- 1 min read
Darkness and light were roommates,
bunking together within the same moment.
Colors cast upon the walls on the other side of my eyelids,
but darkness swallowed the room’s corners.
I remember: humanity swayed together like a forest caught in a breeze.
Music held me while tears– like acid– burned through
my skin.
Chords poured into me while ignominy poured out.
Shame throbbed throughout my head–
rushing blood became friends with my racing thoughts.
My fingers dug at the fabric covering my torso:
wet with self-hate as I gasped along
to the song.
The lyrics weaved their way in between sobs
and climbed into bed with my soul.
Then, gentle as the wind’s embrace,
I felt it.
I did.
The Holy Spirit wrapped his arms around me
as my tears evaporated towards the clouds;
towards the footstool of God himself.
I opened my eyes.
There was no one there
but the presence of God.
Realization drifted tenderly into that moment
and cradled my mind as if it were a child.
Even if everyone left me,
Yahweh would not.

February 2023
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