Catapult me into joy –
oh, leaves in brief suspension before swaying down to earth
oh, clouds that paint a full moon with broad brush strokes
oh, freedom of loose hair blown back by sudden breeze
oh, whiff of campfire memories clinging on my shirt
Amidst mundane moments
I glimpse these jewels of bliss,
intimate with an instant,
a gift to be in-joy
Wind Rush 
After you said the freedom of wind blown hair I actually could feel this moonlit night, and then you helped connect us with joy. This was so good: Amidst mundane moments I glimpse these jewels of bliss, intimate with an instant, a gift to be in-joy
It could be any night and I love that.
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Thank you so much for your kind words, E. I am delighted that the poem connected with you. May you have a day of joy.
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Very beautiful! Love the images!!!! and the alliterations!
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I appreciate all your help with it. 🙂
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How I love those final lines especially! Beautiful piece.
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Thank you, Michael, for your kind comments.
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