
Some days
Without knowing
Your feet will dance tenderly
Above the ground
The air will feel
Lighter and different
As if there were
No bounds
The wind will arrive
Gracefully
Tunnelling gently
Through the trees
The most glorious sound
Will tickle your ears
And put you
At ease
And if you listen
Very carefully
A soft whisper
Will speak to you
It will be everything
You need to hear
But also everything
You already knew
And as you sit
In the moment
Beautifully lost
Amongst the breeze
You will find solace
In knowing
There will always be
Times like these
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