Invisible Inspiration

Blessed are You,
Lord our God,
King of the Universe,
for wind,
invisible.

It chases leaves
across empty lots,
or dances with them in trees.
It bends branches,
teaching them to be flexible.
It tangles long hair
and balloon strings,
carries smell
and sound and mist.

Blessed are You
for wind that stirs up water,
plays with grasses in the fields,
and entices flowers to bob and weave.
It inspires me though I have never seen it
and never will.

So may I be inspired
by Your Spirit
dancing with me,
tangling me,
teaching me to be flexible,
and bringing all manner of things
to my attention.
May I feel it—feel You—
everywhere,
for You in Your invisibility
touch more than I ever will
with my flesh and bones.