Whirlwind

A poem . . .

A recording

The day breaks with the familiar dark and bare
But she does not care 

Little one leaps and dances with the flow of the wind 
She resembles the solitude of a praying mantis

Off to the right, squats low, and swoops down
To take ahold of a petals stem 

Then to the left and under the way 
To grab some daisy wings 

She skips and “la la’s” her way all around

A rainbow of parts now lays at her tips
“I’ll make a friend out of all of this”

Glues and tapes and cuts away 
This piece here and that piece there 
Tie a knot and pull a bow, done, let’s go 

She doesn’t understand 
Why does it not talk or breath, not even one little heartbeat 

Let’s try this and let’s try that 
Grass strings here and a feather up there 
“Done, now this is the momma bear”

Motionless, speechless, emptiness remains 
She responds, “you too?” 

Little one releases her creation 
Her shoulders sink and soul returns to the grave 
She back troddens her way home with head down and the all accustomed salty cheeks 

Then suddenly the Son is breaking through the whirlwind 
The unfamiliar warmth grabs her gaze and speaks to her 

She responds astonishingly, “I can feel You. I can hear You.” 
The pitter patter of complete oneness makes her ask, “Who are You?”

Our Creator then responds with grace on His lips 
All the things He is
And she is 

In all the rest of her steps, skips, and swirls of her days 

Scripture Inspiration: Luke 24:27, John 3:8, and Psalm 115 

A few questions

Does the poem pull at your inner child? 
Does this writing relate to social media? 
Does this person relate to you in any other way? 

Update

I will share more with the January’s newsletter that is coming soon. I can’t believe it is almost 2026. I know I have been saying this a lot lately, but it remains to be a heavy season. It is what it is. I have been getting into and remaining in the Word of God, which helps tremendously.

I miss communicating out on mainstream Substack, but this is just for a season.

Today I was reading Ezekiel 9-10 and this poem came to mind, so thought I would release it now. The Lord has been talking to me about idol worship, wow guys, it’s everywhere. I will share more as the Lord prompts.

You are loved! Blessings, Ashley

*Photo Recognition: Khamkeo on Unsplash. Thank you!