when sun and cloud reach an agreement
and let you feel the coolness of a breeze touch your skin, move your hair
Something,
in that movement of air reminds you
that you are here, that you take up space on this earth; you are solid; you are
still alive
Somewhere,
along the way, you had forgotten
to pay attention to yourself, to feel
your feet on the ground,
to see that you have already begun to live again, to love again; to flex
another muscle, to take another step
Somehow,
what you have been searching for all
your life-- this moment of strength
has found you; redefining itself
in the gentle whisper of the wind
upon your face, breathed through the nose; the scent of what is to come
Sometimes,
you find yourself transformed,
on a street corner, in the town
where you live, on a windy day
of no consequence; other than that
it is the day
your heart is breaking
into blossom.
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