The Sweet Scent of Spring

 

Unnatural cool breezes blow

through the open windows and doors.

The palms silently wave

As the fresh breeze moves them.

Gathering sensuality from the blue skies

And laughing waves

The gentle wind reminds us

Of all we have

Of all we celebrate

Of all we are grateful for

In our microcosm of life.

We move with the wind

And feel it’s breath on our brows

We lay on the lounges

Sun in our eyes

As it envelopes us

In the sweet scent of spring.

 

By Deborah E. Dayen

6 responses to “The Sweet Scent of Spring

  1. As much as I do not like Spring, this makes me yearn for it a bit:

    “In our microcosm of life.

    We move with the wind

    And feel it’s breath on our brows

    We lay on the lounges

    Sun in our eyes

    As it envelopes us

    In the sweet scent of spring.”

    This is beautiful, Deb.

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