The Way of the Wind

When I was a child, my father
     Took me to the beach at sunrise;
We sat in silence and listened to the wind.
It was grand it was beautiful.

Soon my father took me to the shoreline
     I loved the waves lapping at my feet,
     And the sand coming in between my toes
The waves were exciting and thrilling.

My Father grabbed my hand and held me close,
He gave me a hug,
    Then rushed me into the ocean.
     We played
     We splashed
     We swam
    We had fun and adventure.
And when I looked at my fathers face,
     He was more excited than I

We came out on to the beach
We filled our curiosity with looking for seashore shells
     And our imagination with sea faring stories
     And sand castles
Oh! And we raced bare foot in the sand
     And wrestled till we had sand in our hair.
I did not want to leave.

Before I knew it,
My father took me out to sea, in the midst of a hurricane
It was terrible. Fear struck through me
     And I trembled in terror
I was afraid. The storm had such strength and power.
It was mighty.
I cried out, “Father why”
He did not speak

He swept me off my feet and took me to the depths,
This took some time, there was more there
     Then I could possibly have imagined.
We explored the coral reefs,
     We followed the path of the whales,
     We played with dolphins
     We explored mountains
     Saw wonders
     He allowed me to explore and fill my curiosity
And taught me many things

He took me out in a boat, it was silent
I looked around at the vastness of the oceans,
Tears came to my eyes, for it was so very wonderful.
My father sat beside me there and taught me
     The way of the wind,
     And said, “Son, count the stars,”
     Then he smiled, “I know them all by name”
We talked and talked till I knew his heart.

“Son”
“Yes, father"
“Know the vastness and depth of my love”