CLEAN AIR.
Crystalline
and mountain-still,
early
winter-day-air
circulates
and as daylight falls
from
azure-domed
vault
vapour gells, thickens,
alters
to earthy-lungs aerate
then
glassy clear, forces
entrance,
through mouth or nose,
impregnates
and with every breath
taken
it invigorates the next.
Clean air heightens
senses to appreciate life.
- Author: Fay Slimm. ( Offline)
- Published: October 15th, 2018 05:46
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 90
Comments3
Beautiful and so very true.
Fresh smelling air - nothing like it. And what a great write to celebrate it.
A fine write Fay.
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