Like Santa Ana Winds
The Poetic Winds of March are blowing over at dVerse Poets Pub today. Kathleen Everett has challenged to write about the wind or to use the wind as a character or presence. I decided to combine my two favorite winds in this poem. The first is the Santa Ana winds of my youth in California. Although they could be dangerous because they fueled wildfires, I loved them.
Like Santa Ana Winds
As the arid Santa Ana winds
sweeping across
the hot California landscape
embrace me
warm my skin and to my core
feels like heaven
So does Your Holy Spirit
sweeping through
my cold inner heartscape
embrace me
warm the depths of my soul
promises heaven
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Though I never experienced the Santa Ana, in my mind it linked to the East Wind (which I know too well). That too is warm and dry and always rises in me an unexplainable longing for something undefinable. Never thought about faith in this context, and maybe I should. Thank you 🙂
Beautiful!
I like the two parts of your poem..warm the depth of my soul..we all need that bit of warmth it brings comfort.
Sweet poem.
Ah, this is lovely! A little bit dangerous is exciting. Enjoyed this much!
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I like that your winds have a location…which is tricky to do with wind! 🙂
very full of grace 🙂
Friends of mine get the full brunt of the Santa Anas and have had to evacuate their homes in the past due to fire….there is something otherworldly about winds..they have their way, cannot be contained, but affect our lives tremendously..
Like this. ..especially as the Greek word for wind is also the word for spirit.
I knew that, but had forgotten. Thanks for the reminder.
Lovely and inspirational !
Nice comparison….the winds on Pentecost, the holy fire consuming and cleansing us. Very very nice indeed!
Fantastic parallels for what really moves us! Cheers!
come like a rushing wind
come light my fire again….
have you way/have your way
sorry a bit of singing from me today…
nice analogy…
I don’t mind the singing. 🙂
Those winds can be comforting on a hot landscape ~ I also like the spiritual warmth of the second part ~ Thanks for participating ~
The ten years I lived in S.CA., I enjoyed the warm winds, warmish water, but the tinder-dry brush & annual wildfires rivaled the cuddling with the curse. I do like your comparisons though; didn’t dig the flash-flooding on the desert either.
Yes, I recall more than once being evacuated in grade school because of wildfires being brought close by the Santa Anas. The dry climate has its downside for sure. 🙂
The warmth of those winds.. how wonderful to be embraced like that.. I like your comparison..
nice… loving his warm loving embraces…
What a wonderful comparison, Linda! Very apt.
Hmmm, warm winds… that’s a new sensation for me, I have to admit.
Santa Anas are the best!
Linda, being swept up by the Santa Anas and the Spirit – what a wonderful poem combining these two experiences. Thanks for joining in the prompt – K