EXQUISITE  MOMENT

O come along breeze,
move the trees,
rustle leaves,
sway the flowers,
spread their sweet scent for hours,
blow pressure-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 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 rain came,
first delicate patter,
then deafening clatter,
easing to splatter,
furry critters scatter,
i catch them we natter.

O breeze you are divine,
more delicate fruity than any wine,
or any precious friend of mine,
you are, simply, refreshingly sublime.



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