Jump Down Smilin’

For a long, long spell the wind howled in my face. That was okay. I asked for it. It was certainly given.
Today a breeze lifts me. The magic has returned. This swell building to a curl, headed for redemption’s shore.
Of all I been through, and survived, and lived to tell about, this strikes me as good.
Um-hum.
Work to do. Work to do....Got work to do and love to give.
Breakin’ them bones on the anvil of Levi.