Felicitous

As I'm walking on air in a cool breeze; its' effervescents of life puts my mind at ease. In my head plays the happy tune I'll be strumming along before too soon. Surely so, after not too long, I hum the sounds heard all around. Chevalier trees beckons "if you please"; on bow of knee they ask of me. Taking my hands we dance a prance, and twirl to the rhythm of this romance. As the Flowers sway; I am swept away entranced inside this festive day. Happily the bees don't sting; only echoes of their wings are here to sing. Then birds joined in with chirps of laughter, in a span of time, shortly thereafter. Flying up high, swooping down low; are twenty birds all in a row. Alas! the grass not to be out done nor last couldn't let this moment past; raised its' blades, to my amaze, {just before the music fades} rocked the roots down under the pave__and rowed in motions as smooth as waves. It's astonishing how nature behaves. One never knows whenever it craves__ the need to show us that we are one {all of us born under the sun}; how to have a little fun. Behold! this joyful wind that blows again__ assurance of it's never end. And that's the story from All of us in this moment of felicitous.