The Gentle Soft Breeze Sways And Whistles
November’s last-week nature prompt on Reciprocal is a reminder of temperance, lightness, and acceptance
I used to be a kind girl ever helping someone in need I liked to think of me how sensible and balanced I used to be
Pastel colors ran everywhere around paintings on my clothes in the sky and then
A gentle breeze one morning came out to me silently
She was naked A delicate presence She had no aim she was cool
We danced involved in a pretty swing Who was the good one? Who was none?
A small little piece of ignorance fell A gentle breeze moved inside a troubled heart
How strange the miracle you let me feel You, soft and light me, heavy on earth
That was the day a gentle breeze taught me I could be joyful sway and whistle
The gentle breeze reached out to me on a morning and never left me behind anymore
It’s not always easy to express how a single event in nature can become so meaningful to one’s life.
To me, the sweet, gentle breeze of a morning many many years ago, when going out of my house very early to catch the bus to school, let me understand how my life could be lighter and more pleasant. I was a serious girl, studying hard to reach my aims. I took myself too seriously.
The freshness and softness of a gentle breeze led me by hand and showed me how I could go through life. With more temperance, surrendering, and acceptance than I was used to.
Letting me go to feel the fulfilling sensation of the breeze, my body felt lighter and I learned how I could let things go. I was connected to my soul.
I always remembered that lesson during the following years when things got a bit harder. It’s been a light reaching me directly from nature, even in a small town surrounded by buildings.
Of course, I had, and have my ups and downs, but the feeling of the gentle breeze never left me ever since.
Thanks to Sahil Patel and Dr. Preeti Singh for enlightening the community through articles on Nature.