promise
what might that be
a word
a thing
like the touch of the breeze
you feel the promise and then is has passed
and is a memory of something that feels good
and you are left to ponder what that might be
and how it might look and feel
anticipation and hope build
the promise
a thing
a word
energy is activated and time is weaving its magic
and there is the promise
like the memory
the touch of the breeze invisible yet real
the promise
a gift given
(C) Cara 6 August 2007