THE WIND BLOWS…tree-2216284_960_720

Wind gusts, it blows across

The space of you, where you belong

Only a moment in time forever

Brief yet powerful its presence made

As it brushes against the skin

Whilst at the same time it skims the leaves

Making bristling amongst the trees

The ears they catch the sounds it makes

Vibrations created in the air

All the while the eyes stare

Watching the beauty of the wind

Shades of green twinkling

As the breeze contorts the branches

At the same time the skin tickles

From the nose the scent of tree sap approaches

All the senses alive and receiving

Perceiving everything from one moment

That the wind blows



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