Emma can dance

My Little niece and her daddy dancing at the family Christmas party

The Wind Is A Woman

The wind is a woman,

The Wind is a woman outside my window crying
Trying to hold back the rain that is destine to pour down.
The wind is a woman outside my window praying
Praying for the love she hasn't ever found

Yet, in this rain is peace, and eternal cleansing.
Twill wash away the pain of days gone by
Soon the woman outside my window crying
Will heave a thanks to heaven in her heavy sigh

If she knew what brings the marrow,
Less sorrow she would see.
If she understood tomorrow
How would her temper now, be…

The wind is a woman, outside my window, crying
Her heart of ice can't melt the stubborn burning in her brain
She weeps as she contemplates ways of dying.
And she howls through the glass, as if her life were full of pain.

An' though the night is deep and dark, I am certain
If she could only make it through just one more time
The morning sun would melt her heart of frozen tears
And perhaps she would believe this silly rime

I am the woman, inside, crying
And I wonder if others feel the same.
Sometimes I feel my soul is dying
I feel my history is filled with so much shame.
But I know there is a man, outside my window
Who waits for me to come to him in prayer
I know he hears my thoughts and agony
I know that he promised to always be there.

So instead of death, I write my first confession.
I cannot do this all on my own.
I am not as strong or perfect as I would like to be
I'm not a child now, for I am fully grown.

And my tears will fill up the heavens
And he cries with me for he loves me so
And together we will find a solution
With my hand in his, he never will let go

I know that earthly pain isn't for always.
There are good parts of life we can go through.
These feelings aren't a permanent fixture
To hang onto the thought of a rising sun, is all that I can do.

He promised me he would not leave me lonely.
He said that his words will bring release.
I will wait for that sunlight in the morning.
And at last my heart will melt, and my tears will fall,
In the warmth of the sun I will find peace.

July 2007 by Sabrina F. Malan