The perfect breeze blew by

I almost missed it

I was just about to go inside

When then around the bend

She came

And lifted gently at my hair

Caressed my cheek as though

I were her child

She lingered with me momentarily

Then kissed a light goodbye

And wandered on

She rustled all the leaves

In me

And all the trees

A dusk enchanting song

And as she swept the clouds 

And flew the swallows round

I thanked the night 

For keeping me so long

Sara Mathews     June 2019

Boreas ~ John William Waterhouse

Sky of pearl

Whisper wind

Blossom blush

Morning hymn

Diamond dew drops

Lace the garden

Silver song from every tree

Breath is sweeter

Mind is forming

Clear and easy

Flowing free

Arms wide open

Face uplifted

Prayerful

Peaceful

Grateful me

Sara Mathews     June 2019