Wind
The caress of the sun against my face
The hum of birds chirping and leaves blowing
The scent of still-damp soil from the rain that poured the previous night
The vista of beautiful apple trees stretching into the horizon across the fields I zoomed through
The cooling summer breeze on my face
Rapidly, I pedal past
Rapidly, I leave behind Calm spirit
Yearning hope
Craving adventure
Liberty at last
Exhilarating peace
A foot rotation, an intoxicating sense of freedom
A foot rotation, tranquility
I have never felt peace like so …
A wave of serenity washes gracefully over me as my senses inhale the tiniest of details.
I feel as light as the wind that follows me
I slowly let go of all fear, spreading my arms on either side
And for a moment
I am flying
I am the wind
Amona Major
such a beautiful poem, the imagery is really catchy.