Inconsequential Things

A soft cool breeze caressed my mind, touching it ever so gently, bringing tears to my eyes. Loving nature and good things of life, marveling at the beauty, the greatness in even small inconsequential things. A blade of grass, a twig from a tree, the loveliness of a flower lying open and vulnerable, filling us with peace of mind. An irresolute tale of nothing much else, except a simplicity of thinking. Ever so lightly, memories delicately playing and bringing thoughtfulness into a state of mind. Everywhere, beauty lies, settling in my mind's eyes, filling this being with it's peace, easing and calming my aching soul.