gentle breeze sifts itself through the room softly moving across the soul awakening gentle rays of sun linger on to the earth softly brightening all that it touches gentle hushes are heard as the garden stirs softly petals blossom into full glory gentle spirits gracefully glide through space softly lying within the room gentle hearts of spoken time unknown softly wishing to return unto it gentle times pass...forgotten softly folding in the warmth of morning