I am Arizona red cotton blowing in the wind…

Not knowing where I will land…

Or what I will become, or if I shall transcend;

If I’ll be lowly; or if I’ll be grand…

When the wind lies still and I shall descend,

Planted anew in this arid land…

Gentle rains come! On you I dost depend!

For life; to grow in gritty sand…

An exotic plant; to bloom and then to send…

Red cotton blowing over-land;

Desert’s life cycle, new wind’s job to bend…

Tomorrow, 2016 begins and a new wind will start to blow. None of us know where it will take us in the coming year. My hope and prayer for all is that you have a gentle flight and abundant growth, where ever God should take you. May your 2016 be a joyful, happy, fruitful year! Thank you for reading joyindestructible.com!