There’s a gentle breeze,
with the sound of the wind whispering.
The sun transitions from dawn to dusk.
Suddenly, a quick breeze brushes past—
Like a deep sigh has been released.
Trees sway in the direction the wind blows.
A woman of the air.
She stands with gentle movements
in the middle of the forest.
Her hands are pushed outwards,
casting away any demonic forces.
She wears a sleeveless halter,
a black and red laced midi dress
with a high-low pleated hem.
The wind begins to pick up speed.
Eyes closed,
she starts to visualize everything around her.
With each sound of the wind,
her answer begins to form.
Her hands shift
from outstretched to a heart gesture—
index fingers touching the base of the thumbs,
thumbs joined with middle and ring fingers,
pinkies extended straight.
After this quick hand transition,
she feels a sudden shift in the wind.
Her heart begins to generate heat.
These visions of love are coming together.
The dating scene had been quite painful.
Her heart—ripped right out of her chest.
The anxiety her heart has endured...
she doesn’t want to feel that pressure anymore.
Will her heart and soul connect her to the right guy?
Will this connection be forever bliss?
And if it comes from afar, how will they meet?
She feels her heart is prepared—
ready for the right guy
to treat her as a queen.
She never wants to endure
that brutal heart pain again.
Will heaven come knocking on her door,
sending her butterflies instead of a dozen roses?
A woman of the air.
She stands with gentle movements
in the middle of the forest.
Her hands transition
from a heart gesture
to prayer hands
as she begins to pray.
The wind listens
to every word
as it flows.
Father of the heavens,
You know what my heart needs and desires.
I come to you in this painful time.
I ask—if it is your will—
for a decent gentleman to come into my life.
In Jesus' name, Amen.
A woman of the air.
Her vision is coveted in her mind—
a missing piece that understands
The true meaning of loving someone.
She prays
that third time’s the charm,
because her heart was left with jagged edges.
Pain embedded deep within,
leaving holes in her heart
because she loved him deeply.
Her heart resembles Swiss cheese—
its beat thudding
as if outside her chest.
She places her hands over it,
streaming tears flowing
down her innocent face.
What has this heart done?
Trying to find the missing clue
to this question…
She stares blankly.
Her mind spins through
all the scenarios of this heartache.
She stands again,
gentle movements
in the middle of the forest.
Her hands shift once more
from heart to prayer.
With her eyes closed,
she begins to pray
while the wind listens
to every word.
Father of the heavens,
You know what my heart needs and desires.
I come to you in this painful time.
I ask—if it is your will—
for a decent gentleman to come into my life.
In Jesus' name, Amen.
A woman of the air.
The wind’s direction grows still
to hear her speak.
Father of the heavens,
You know what my heart needs and desires.
If it's in your will,
guide her heart and show her the answer.
Will her soul connect with the right man?
Will the connection be forever bliss?
If love comes from afar, how will they meet?
The wind blows abruptly.
Leaves sway and spin.
The answer is in stillness—
Her heart needs deep cleansing.
Her heart is still in silent pain,
still holding on.
The process is spiraling.
The wind grows still.
A voice draws close:
Patience, my dear.
The right guy will present himself to you.
Don’t worry about the distance—there is a way.
Love knows no distance. Through love, there is a way.
You speak through a broken heart,
and with a broken heart comes doubt.
You must love yourself more deeply.
You must pace yourself.
Never lean on just one feeling.
Never believe every storyline, like before.
If he is the right one,
His heart piece will fit snug with yours.
A woman of the air.
If he is right,
He will be everything she’s looking for—
because their souls will match.
Always remember:
Love sees no lines,
and true love
will find its way to you.
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