September Haze

Whilst leafing through a book

On the bench of a garden

The psithurism of trees ensnared me

I was certain it was beckoning —

Me to rest under its arms — and I did.

The sunlight gleamed between the leaves

I squinted to gaze at the vermillion flowers

And I saw the clouds crawling overhead

As I peered at a wilting flower

The words dissipated 

I fell in a deep slumber

A raven fluttered away 

And I plunged into the shimmering sea

The waves embraced me, the sun winked

I stayed afloat in the water 

But the sky betrayed me and crumbled

I awoke from the midday dream

Precipitously a gust of wind

Blazoned the rain 

O thank ye, haven!

The fresh aroma vivified me

Under the tree, I sat charmed by Mother Nature. 



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