tranquillity of a breeze
Pandora, free and full of life,
How vibrant and true is she,
A gust of wind, a breath of air,
A fleeting breeze through golden fields,
Graceful and at ease,
Ever-changing yet always steadfast.
I watch her dance to the rhythm of the trees,
To songs known to none but she.
Oh, untamed spirit, forever wild,
Stood with poise, more galant than me,
Balancing on unknown cliffs,
Unafraid to fall into uncertainty below.
Her laughter rings, a sweet bird’s song,
Echoes across the meadows,
A beacon, even on cloudy days,
Guiding me through darkness.
In these moments,
Life’s beauty is revealed to me.
Though I cannot follow her,
I am grateful for her proximity,
Warmed, however briefly, by her smile,
I relish in the freedom of the breeze,
And for once, I dare to dream
Of a life beyond the one I see.