That Summer Breeze

Summer breeze makes me feel fine

Blowing through the Jasmine in my mind…

Copywriter Jim Seals & Dash Croft 1972

 

A gentle breeze sways my lilies in the beating bright sun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The perfect summer day lives on

in your precious memory trinket box,

to open magically on frigid January days.

 

That honorable day would host the glory

of never ending sun kissing your skin

and virtuous flowers of colorful hues,

a mosaic of beauty indeed.

 

A cool breeze blows in continuously,

teetering trees and sending pine needles for a magic carpet ride.

The breeze ruffles your wavy hair and you just go with it,

accepting the free massage.

 

Hanging sheets float their glorious  flowing dance,

the wind orchestrating its choreography.

The fresh spring smell infuses the cotton

and will be inhaled by a lucky sleeper tonight.

Cool hypnotic breezes sift through the window screen,

a thrifty air conditioner and less rattle and racket.

 

Groups of twittering birds ride the wind

and dance with a freeness

I wish humans could replicate.

Their acrobatic twists are enhanced by mother nature’s surge and a wonder for all to see.

They glide in a free state with a breezy flow,

no restrictions.

 

There’s something special about a cool breeze…an entity to be appreciated and not ignored. I do hope you all take advantage of the summer breeze and get lost in its magic.

 

All My Best,

 

Heart and Soul