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Cool Breeze

I can feel the essence of the cool breeze
Sounds of serenity encompass me
Taking me away to that special place
Where imagination runs wild, like a school yard child
Where curiosity is played like a game of hide and seek
Tag, you're it tag me into an open game of charades
Making my heart skip as a game of hop scotch
My thoughts become things
My thoughts ride the roller coaster of the cool breeze
Oh how cool this breeze is too
Surrounding me here in this cool place
this cool place that will soon turn warm
Then hot with the Summer's season change
But for now, Spring performs like an actor for all to see
One two three, one two three
Upon the beach's stage
Hoping to steal the show yet again
I too wanna perform for all to see
Letting go of all worries and all misery
Escaping like a convicted felon
From the prison of life
Hoping and wishing that all will be right
All will be well all to be secure
And safe in a place that will keep my body warm
I wanna dance alongside the cool breeze
that jumps and bend back and forth as the waves
Falling in love at first sight of happiness
First sign of sadness I wanna flee
Never looking back setting my mind free
Cool as the afternoon breeze
Won't you come and run away with me
As I do from time to time in my mind
Relaxing my mind body and soul
Freeing my mind body and soul
Only God can judge my heart
Only He can show me where to start
And where to go from here
No more fears
And only tears I shed are of joy
Pure blissfulness
As innocent as an endearing forehead kiss
To wish upon a star that true love will surely take me far
Keep me free from fear of failure
keeping me free from fear of succeeding
for I can feel it in my heart wanting and needing
Longing to be as the curiously courageous cool breeze
For anything is possible, when you just believe!

Marcia S. McNeill ©2015

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