Aurora's Child

Gentle halls of air caress my face
Sending perfect signals of ease to my soul

Rising amidst parted sunbeams,
I witness grapes of wisteria climbing
After morning's dew drops.
Do they hunger after the long fast?

I breathe
Expanding to limits' tingle
Ripples of goosebumps run down my skin.

Exaltation

Silk twirls, bends and flows in the sky past my face
As I step lively o'er the bursting buds
Skipping, dancing, playing…

And I wonder what the fairies next door
Must think of me.