Saturday 22 June 2024

Summer Breeze

 Nanne Nyander

Nanne Nyander . se


I’m the music in my ears,

sound, hear, disappear.

I’m the trees I see,

moving, not moving, swaying in the wind.

I’m the touch of invisible hands when I’m drowning, 

grab, stretch, hold.

I’m the scent of jasmine in the summer breeze, 

intoxicating, longing, calming.

I’m the taste of honey,

sweet on the tongue, smooth, happy.

I’m the thought of nothing,

embracing, peaceful, alive.

I’m everything,

life, home, peace.

I’m nothing.

- Nanne Nyander


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