A thursday breeze between a bunch of trees
in the middle of their guard and underneathe their shades
making the choir of blades of grass dance
on this mountain top overlooking the sparkling shore
like a polygonal , never ending diamond ….
Light blue darkening into the horizon
It doesn’t get more real than real
and the realization and the breeze giving me goose bumps
dancing grass and dancing leaves
spider webs glisten in the sun.
This day to seize and breathe, this chance
a daunting drop? – Overwhelming ease
it doesnt get closer than now
and the sensation – i do allow- it’s giving me goose bumps
grass dancing, salty air’s filling my lungs
wider sets crushing onto the beach.