Imagine in this moment; you’re standing in the outback,
With it’s iconic red sandy dirt beneath your feet,
‘Tis a warm dry afternoon in the springtime,
And thus the scent of flowers is upon a light breeze, tangy ‘n’ sweet…
As you listen to the breeze dance amongst the gum leaves,
Its ocean like melody lulls you into its sway,
Into a more seraphic style of perspective,
Allowing the breeze to for now blow all your troubles away….
Thus you’ve new space to taste the tangy scents upon the breeze,
Which vary depending on the surrounding flora,
Filling ones lungs slowly with abundant replenishment,
Creating space to adjust for what lies soon in store!
The Poetic Life 2.0 