The fierce but tender and sensual wind wraps around me
as if to say - I am here
- it's ok to let go, a little bit
the wind always feels softer in the heavy humidity of summer.
it almost hides the sounds of
flights taking off and landing
children tired and hungry
but not quite - the city is still here
always making its presence known.
The light and shadows of the tree dance on and off of me
I wonder if I can find that lightness - flow