Week 5 prompt – Air, Wind, Life Giving Gods or Spirits
[Two weeks late with this one! Playing catch up!]
Circling in the violent winds, Your ire rises and falls, yet we
Endure. So clever are You, in Your destruction.
Never predictable, and often deadly, Your form reaches down– a
Tornado, like a Divine finger, sweeping away all in its path. But
Even as You tear life and limb from us on Earth, inside all of that
Restlessness, exists a quiet center, a place for the
Opening of Self, which allows You,
For brief moments, to know our fear. Yet this knowing does nothing to
Assuage Your appetite. The center within fuels Your need to wipe clean
Stagnation in all its forms, You who purifies
Through destruction. Telchinios, we know You, and as we proclaim
Our awe, we are careful not to draw Your attention, for there is
Risk involved, should Your curiosity lead You to notice our
Most hidden and precarious faults.