The Whispers Of April Poem by Mar Mad

Watching the waves as it gently touches the shore
slowly, slowly one after the other
they never rush
taking its time to kiss the distant shore
quietly driven by the warm breath of summer
the perfect blue painted sky's
a promises of rainless starry eve
the planet's never in hurry revolving around
harmonizing and working together
creating a unique rhythm of mind-emptying calmness
Hush! Hush for now
lay down, take a nap
kick off your shoes
take a walk, kiss back the sun
flash a smile, run around
breathe, breathe listen..
to the whispers of April