Gossamer Lens

I lean into the wind Soaking in the feeling I throw back my head And simply breathe...

I twirl Feasting on the sun. My arms outstretched Brushing over the grass...

The moon steps down off the stage The birds begin to chirp They twirl and sing their intro music For the sun and earth...

I say tweet tweet in the wind, The new bird can fly Mama bird gives a worm to eat I sit and think...