The chimes

ring soft and sweet,

light and floating on air

like butterflies gliding upon

the wind.

The wind

swirls and tumbles,

caressing yet teasing;

whirling and twirling past green leaves

and grass.

The grass

prickly tickles,

cool under feet in shade

while along a blade in haste crawls

an ant.

The ant,

with aim and skill,

ever so quickly moves

along the blade in the shade

near me.

I hear

the chimes ring clear;

I embrace the wind’s touch.

I see the little ant and God

sees me.

©Norine Acevedo and Norine’s Notebook, 2013

NaPoWriMo Day 5


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