A simple breeze brushes against my face,
and my heart skips as I realize spring is here.
The sun rests gently on my skin,
shining brighter than it has in a long time.
I see children running around with freezies,
laughter scattered in the air.
It feels rare….almost too rare,
in this generation, in this town.
As I look from side to side,
clouds drift slowly above me,
while cars rush endlessly below.
And yet, I’m still happy I stepped outside.
Just to let the wind take over.
Just to calm my mind.
I sit on the rough grass,
thinking about letting go…
the stress, the headaches,
a season that has already passed.
A stronger breeze hits my face.
I close my eyes.
I take a deep breath.
And for a moment, I just appreciate the day.
On my way back inside,
I pause near the entrance.
A small boy smiles beside his mother,
then skips away after saying “thank you.”
And in that moment, I think
maybe there’s still hope.
Maybe even now,
people can still appreciate
the simple, quiet beauty of a day like this. 🙂
