Wind That Paused Me To Stay

Mind that forced me to write

in my mental attempts to find a pausing moment all the same time walking busily a wind embraced me in its pleasantness and paused my walk and mind to just stay as long as the wind comforts me now that it is over and the mind wants me to write here it is for the wind that paused me to stay and the mind that forced me to write

“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.”― William Blake