Jamaican winds

The wind teaches me of god
when it comes over my body
the scents it carries, when it reaches my nose
reminds me of my childhood
when i trusted my future to be magnificent
when I dreamt of the beauty of tomorrow
and reveled in the beauty of right now
I believed everything would be alright.
So when did I become so held down by doubt and fear?

Blessed wind, carry my emotions with you on your distant travels
take my tears and gratitude
for you give me peace of mind again.

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