Blow

High winds,
  the Spirit blowing through.
Showing how rough,
  how damaging it can be.
It is not a small
  containable thing, controllable.
It is it's own
  power, energy, disturbance.
Comfort sometimes,
  tongues of flame and pushing out.
It's all a part
  of one in the same and we learn.
To be disturbed,
  as much as to take solace in.