~.~

I brushed a gentle leaf
Off my forehead as it fell with the breeze
Underneath the tree where I lay.

The day was old, I could see
Splashes of twilight painted across the sky.
As the breeze danced around my tree,
And as the leaves swayed to its euphony,
My eyelids weighed down; my feet left the ground
And my head was floating in the air.

And I thought maybe my worries
Would leave me alone with my tree and breeze
Just for a few fleeting moments;
So that I may unwind...
If only to get back to the grind.

~.~