like the gentle dip of the willow’s branch upon the water,
sends ripples through my being.
And I am stilled.
like the landing of a winter snowflake down upon my flushed skin,
speaks to my worried mind.
And I am silenced.
like wind on the prairie rushing to some unknown place,
cleanses my soul.
And I am renewed.
I will quietly cease – should you ever leave me.
For your presence is all I require to survive the spin of this blue green orb.