Looking out of a window that usually stays shut during summer to keep the furnace like air from stinging my face,
A tangle of wax skinned green leaves wink with an assurance to lift open the glass cage that blurred my vision
I open it to bathe in a breeze of wet temptress that bedews my cheeks caressing it
with butterflies wings, they've flitted over cool waters
hypnotized by the soft hymn of thin streams of cascading rain
that stay cupped in leaves only until the jade chalices don't tip over
into another veined hollow and another
until the hypnotic fountain finds roots
palpating to a soft rhythm of chaotic harmony
these green leaves right outside my window filtering water-washed air
into my careworn study, that's long been used to a stale breath of bricked ecosystem
a new blast of soft waft that pushes away strands of stalking hair off my face
defogging spectacles into a clarity of unnamed luminosity
inhaling the newness that was lost to this room with renewed vigour I sink in
plunging in an uncluttered ventilation of pleasant whiff
blown away into an invisible macrocosm of silent satisfaction
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