A breeze
started
Right before
All was still
The leaves gently swayed until I heard their crescendo at the peak of rustling
The moment of climax for the trees is the first moment can I feel the wind
It caresses my skin
A kiss from Mother Nature
It holds me and then lets me go
The leaves slowly return to stillness
The squirrel continues about his business and
I am left noticing that
I am enough to
Experience wind