Respect The Wind

Friday, February 09, 2007

Afternoon Moment

I could almost feel the prickly heat of the afternoon outside. The leaves swaying by the beat of the warm breeze. I feel like I am dreaming of home. My home outside the merciless metropolis.

To sit underneath the shade and look at the clouds racing across the sky. Hear the whisper of the playful breeze telling me to breathe. Closing my eyes and drawing the sweet air, old memories rush in, and I am drawn to a plunge deep into the center of my person. Time to breathe.


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