B r e e z e
In breath of cool
there flows a tease
that nurtures soul
to sail with ease.
Not to control
it brushes bees,
refreshes face
and fluffs up trees.
I wish I could
possess the keys
to capture it
but not to seize
I’d fly away
off to Belize
be restful there
with bread and cheese,
and in the morn
upon my knees
i’d thank the Lord
my heart appeased,
and ask again
i’d beg Him please
to bring on back
this Blessed B r e e z e.
Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Sunday, May 29, 2016
Photograph: Commissioned art for Royal Caribbean Cruises Cultures of Our World series 2007.
Sweet poem, Paula! 🙂