14 Days of Nature #ProjectNigeria

Wind by asa_nwa

I could feel my frown deepening when my husband held my hand and continued to pull me to only God knows where. We have already walked almost an hour from our village and my body hasn't still recovered from today's farm work.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask him again.

"Obim (my heart)" he answers softly, "don't worry we are here already."

I stopped in my tracks and looked around where he said we were. It was beautiful. In all my fuming, I haven't even noticed that we had climbed a little hill, the grass was ever so green here and because it was evening, the sun had started to go down.

I hadn't finished taking in the view, when I felt a gush of wind blow past me, not too gentle and not too harsh either, just what I needed.

I felt my husband hold me from behind and rest his head on my shoulder whilst the wind continued to caress my skin. "I used to come here as a child when I was sad, beautiful isn't it?" I nodded in response, it truly was. " I knew you would like it." He tells me, "after what that happened I felt you needed to go somewhere peaceful and just let go."

He was right, after my still birth my world fell apart because everywhere I went, everything I did reminded me of the lifeless body of my beloved child.

But now standing here with this beautiful scene and the wonderful wind blowing on me, I feel at peace.

"Yes." I told him," maybe I should let go." And I did, to the wind that blew across the fields.

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