The wind is beautiful this morning. Awesome and soothing before my body, relaxing like the sights of the water lilies embalmed with nature's aura, marinaded in the helms of the valley, defiling the sanctuary of my mind. I let this beauty envelope my very being as I hang on to the very last straw grasping for air, like a desperate baby clutching on to a candy. Holding on to the very notes from unsung pipes, gliding through the very surface of the sun, dancing to the beats of these symphony – this orchestra, peace for my troubled heart, beauty for my broken soul. I let myself swim in the parfum inhaling every essence, as I watch the wonders heal my soul. I beheld the tranquil touch my heart yearned for, as I let peace conquer my anxiety