This summer breeze comes and goes,
an invisible ebb and flow;
lush trees leap up to meet it
creating in their dance the music
that entices the distant wind chime
and the birds hovering,
spread-winged in flight
to softly join in,
and the chorus flows in
and out of me
as a sea of peace
chasing away again and again
the sticky stillness of the heat.
Some may stay indoors to avoid the humidity,
but without some uncomfortableness,
how can one appreciate the blessings
given so freely,
like that of the tree-dance ceremony
performed so gracefully
in the summer breeze.
Poem and image ©LauraDenise
