A love song to Zephyr

inspired by a lovely weekend at the sea.

A gentle sea breeze,

brings the scent of salt and the cry of gulls to my knees

as I lay prostate

counting my blessings

of familiar smiles,

and full pots of coffee

tales of run miles

and blushing young love

I feel the breeze,

I smell the salt,

I hear the gulls

I am still on my knees

A prayer of gratitude

to a God unknown

for the gift of friendship

for the knowledge of being known

Author's Note

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