Sunny, cool windy days
The kind of irony i can easily  live with
Rushing wind tiring to a meander,
before catching its breath off again
to find a new adventure!
My heart follows it,
My earthly body content to stand caressed by invisible fingertips.
The grass dances at my feet, covered by a brilliant blue sky
The dandilyons arch their stalks like  puppies for belly rubs.
The daisies nod readily to the gossipy whispers
Without thinking,
Eyes draw closed chin to the sun
I drink in deeply the  essence  of the stirring energy
Filums of air rushing through flared nostrils
reaching down prodding tired lungs open,
"not today" they whisper,
poking open apathetic  ventricles and lazy sacs
The welcome of life envelops me
A beat,
And I felt, since the longest time, alive.




Its was a moment-
Where I could  forget about you.