Breath of Life
The wind blows through me; the breath of life.
It restores me.
The soft rustling, white noise calms me-
Enveloped in a warm, cozy blanket.
Cool breeze on my skin like wading in a creek.
Waking my senses,
I rise to the scents and smells-
New grass, fragrant blooms, leaf mold.
The drone of bees blends with the wind chimes.
Their music tickles my mind.
Dozing, bringing a deep peace-
Descending, melting throughout my being.
©Donna Donabella 2017
While listening to the stillness of late summer, early fall, there were few sounds but the wind. These sounds filled me with the breath of life. And this poem poured forth.
The pictures here are of fading sunflowers…they bring me such peace when I look upon them in fall.
I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up, Poetry Pantry, for poets who blog.
I leave you with a few additional words about breath of life. I welcome you to download the photo and share it.
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