EXQUISITE MOMENT

O come along breeze,

move the trees,

rustle leaves,

sway the flowers,

spread their sweet scent for hours,

blow presure-cooker humidity away,

so i may recover vitality,

resume my play.

I love to frolic,

be bucolic,

rivers, creeks, brooks,

where i often look.

or read a book,

placid in my nook.

Aeolian tease of moving air,

caressing me to care,

seducing me to unleash flair,

dance, smile, twirl, shower energy everywhere.

And then the rain came,

first a delicate patter,

then deafening clatter,

easing to splatter,

furry critters scatter,

i catch them and we natter.

O breeze you are divine,

more delicate and fruity than any wine,

or any precious friend of mine,

you are, simply, refreshingly sublime.

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