Breeze

BREEZE I have been looking for you! Have known all your life where you think you’ve been hiding! I could break your defenses with the violent precision of Roman legionaries dismantling a town in the Syrian desert or the forests of Gaul or of Federal Marshalls crashing you door at 4:30 AM, automatic weapons announcing the dawn, but I want a different approach: the light that penetrates the dark shaded window, the sound that defeats the masonry wall, the raindrops that seep through the waterproof calking, common sense piercing the bullet-proof vests of dogma and belief, or better yet, please, let me be your guide to the nuances of nature and the changes of my seasons, and let me be the breeze that cools you and warms you every minute, every day, because, open and fearless, you walk in the sun and lie down with the moon!