What latch does the wind unlock?
freedom to move, to have my being, says Monica,
courage to take the Next Step
What latent desire stirs?
to live in one place all together, under the same roof
or at least share the same front porch, she replies readily
What windswept dream comes to life?
a beautiful space where conversation is real
and speaks deeply to the soul—the Wind of his Holy Spirit
breathes life into this dream I dream
Outside the wind stirs and we are drawn by his Spirit
to open space where he would dwell
in our midst. To him we lift the latch.
This poem appears in my LATEST BOOK, Roses in Winter.