Trees Blowing in the Wind. | Short Poem No. 36

“Trees Blowing in the Wind.”

Do you ever sit on the grass and feel the gentle breeze

blow over your face? The clouds break and the sun frees.

You breathe in, you breathe out. Life is beautiful when you’re at peace.

It’s so simple, yet so complex,

like a laugh, as it rises from your soul and escapes in your breathe.

Trees Blowing in the Wind

If I close my eyes, I can hear music play.

Maybe it’s the angels singing that, “Everything is okay.”

The worries will always be there. But I open my eyes.

I breathe in and out, and this is beautiful and I just realize.

It’s so simple, yet so sublime,

like a tear, as it rises from your soul and escapes your eye.

Life is beautiful.

Photo by Marc Kleen on Unsplash.

If you like this poem, check out “Mother and Child” by littleliteraturekc, as well as my own poem “Moments Notice.”

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