The winds that sweep across Oklahoma are an amazing thing to me. Wind is a prominent feature of our weather here––everyone thinks of tornadoes when they think of Oklahoma. Right?
The wind brings us cold from the northwest in the winter, warm days and wet in the spring, scorching heat in the summer, and a welcome relief in the fall. Wind sends white clouds dancing across the huge blue dance floor of the Oklahoma sky and it jangles our windchimes for so long at times we have to go out and bring them inside.
Wind is the voice and the song of the prairie.
Here is another wind poem which I hope you will enjoy.
Winds blow the leaves from the branches
Trees grow weary and lean,
Winds blow the blue out of the sky
Steals the green from the grasses again.
The fence posts give and the barbed wire bends
Tends toward Texas way,
Grasshoppers gone with the summer sun;
They’ll be back some gentler day.
The winds that roll bumbling tumbleweeds,
Those ceaseless drying winds,
Come uninvited––whip and fray––yet never say
Sorry or make amends.
The Bible makes many references to the wind. Here are two samples.
Blowing toward the south, then turning toward the north, the wind continues swirling around; And on its circular courses the wind returns. Ecclesiastes 1:6 NASB
The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit. John 3:8 NASB