As the weather changes so does the man. The warm breeze carries with it warm thoughts of roses, parks and seas. Holding hands and dancing to heartbeats that sway the dancers side to side. While the beautiful come out to share what winter has hidden, onlookers gaze to admire. It's all in the breeze...the breeze that blankets you at night as you sleep. Causing you to dream with eyes wide open of all the great moments, places and people you've known. Places like Brooklyn, Queens, Bahrain, Texas and Florida. Places where the unforgettable took place. Places the man was made by grace alone.
Hoping to relive them against hope. Seeking for ways that overtake him by the wind...onward to the next experience. The hardness of the past becomes funny and lite as the grace he feels has the ability to melt even the hardest of hearts. Melting the stiffened neck that couldn't look up to see the stars. Melting the stiffened arms that couldn't provide an embrace. Melting even the heart that couldn't cry over real loss from so much hurt...now released to mourn and smile through the pain.
Weather has this power over the man...and he's so glad about it...
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