Air

Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson Air: an invisible stream wandering the curves of the earth, an unseen shepherd herding clouds and rustling up the rain that falls Air: an artist of the swaying trees and rippling waves upon the seas; as gentle as the morning breeze and in its care even eagles dare to rise. Air: is the life in infant's lungs, a quiet pulse, a mother's sigh; a carrier of scents and sounds~ whispered secrets love profound spoken words songs of birds Air: holds the perfume of the rain, and aroma in the fields of grain, the tangy smell of salty sea, and fragrant flowers wild and free Air: is the canvas of our world, it's in the backdrop of the sky when painted with the sunset's fire; it shifts it shapes it colors days Air: the lover of the earth, an eternal force that has no berth no bounds no walls no doors it slips through cracks it lifts and soars; it is the One connecting all.