POETRY THROUGH MY MIND'S EYE

BREEZE

it was so hot on that rock
and she prayed for relief from her misery
she prayed for a breeze to come

suddenly a gentle breeze
whipped across her shoulders
caressing her face and her hair
a soft and sensuous breeze
out of nowhere
plying her with its lies
holding her so tenderly
embracing her with its whispers
and she no longer felt alone

that gentle breeze encompassed her
bringing up feelings long forgotten
making her feel
as if she were human again
that the pain would end
and she would once again be free

it was such a wondrous breeze
surrounding her
she felt so happy and alive
that she didn't want that feeling to leave

she began to get caught up in the breeze
chasing it
desiring it with such a passion
that if it died
she felt she would die too

in almost no time at all
the breeze began to grow
stronger and stronger
dancing joyfully
in a whirlwind of power
pulling her out of her quiet world
into the rage of a hurricane
a storm that never ended
a story without hope
a vision without a dream

she became caught up in that hurricane
as it pulled her deeper and deeper
into its mighty chaos
until it encompassed her
in the eye of the storm

something happened then
it came out of nowhere
as if in a dream
and it was then
that she realized
she was of a different world
than the breeze
too fragile and protected
for that torrential storm
to follow in its mighty path
she needed a softer gentler way
to find her new beginning

it was then that the girl
saw the breeze as it was
volatile and free
a power that could not be harnessed
a nova about to explode
but she could not let go

perhaps she saw something
no one else had tried to see
maybe no one took the time
or had a chance to care

she accepted the breeze
just as it was
and cherished it
as a stark reality

she goes on now
the girl on the rock at the beach
quieter now
even happier
more secure within herself
but she waits eternally
as seems her destiny
for just one caress
of that gentle breeze