The breeze flows around me softly,
Caressing fair skin.

The smell of renewal permeates
As if nature were talking
In it?s own special language.

It is on these calm days
That my heart can find peace,
That my body can relax,
That I can fully dream my dreams.

It is on these days
When my thoughts dwell upon the positive,
And my soul begins to sing.

All of a sudden,
The stresses matter not:
School, obligations, and worries
Are taken for a short time, away with the wind.

At that point do I live.
And that point I have no need to speak.

At that point,
I may look at what surrounds me
And for once, take advantage.

While I may now look a little strange
With arms spread out
And eyes closed but raised to the sun,
I pay the fact no mind:
My freedom has just begun.