A night of gentle breeze
With the full moon
Noise of the fan rattling
But if you listen carefully you can hear the leaves rustling
I can feel the breeze
On my legs
Wearing my Anokhi cotton shorts
Its’ not really quiet
I can hear the horn sound's on the road
And the remains of the day in my head
The energy of sleep around my eyes , but the night is alive and I don’t want to tuck In yet
Maybe the energy of the moon in the sky
So tempted to go upstairs
And watch the sky and the moon
Or the moon on the sky
Leaves seem to be happy
Maybe I can play some music
Am I aware of the smell the breeze is carrying ?
A slight smell of the soil , the earth -
We are walking on
The earth we glide , run , fall , stand .
The earth that our foot comes in contact everytime we walk
What do I want to do ?
Cloth making ? Writing ? Just random things I enjoy ?
Maybe write a poem book , Just for myself
Some dotted lines , flowers and words?
A book about self and lines