One Warm Afternoon

I’m in a love affair with the wind these days 

It started with a soft and subtle breeze

Brushing over my skin on a warm afternoon.

The sweet relief to the buildup of heat had been more than welcome

And so perfectly timed 

That a part of me wondered

if there was some sort of intelligence behind the moment-

A thought released as quickly as it appeared to me.

Now,

when her playful puffs whisk through 

The curls in my hair

Tickling my scalp 

I no longer question whether this was meant for me

And give myself fully to her caresses.

I close my eyes and embrace this gift that’s mine

Opening to the sensations as they run over and through me. 

Their impressions compounding as they traipse and tumble their way

along my unfurling receptors,

Playing off each other

Like well known band mates do.

I know that she is listening when she sings to me through the nearby wind chimes

As if to emphasize a thought that’s crossed my mind. 

And contribute her notes of agreement, applause, and sometimes dissonance

Revealing a fascinating willingness to engage,

Ever inviting me to meet new facets of our conversation.

She dares me to color outside the lines

Not worry so much about making a mess of things 

Feeling into the pleasure disruption can bring

And treats me to the wonder of impermanence

Of the delight in meeting a moment so openly

while fully aware of its fleeting nature

Of the lightness of letting go

Leaving space to meet and dance again