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