Part 1 – The invisible
The zephyr I feel, I cannot see, yet it’s there, it’s real.
This invisible moves the trees, makes them dance.
This invisible moves me, lightens me and lifts me to happiness.
The love I feel, I cannot see, yet its there, its real.
This invisible moves people to the dance of kindness and care.
This invisible moves me, lightens me and lifts me to happiness.
The heat I feel, I cannot see, yet its there, its real.
This invisible cooks the trees, makes them droop.
This invisible cooks me, tires me to droop.
The spite I feel, I cannot see, yet its there, its real.
This invisible moves people to the dance of hatred and jealousy.
This invisible cooks me, tires me to droop.
Part 2 – The visible
The zephyr you see, you cannot feel, yet its feels real.
This visible moves the trees, makes them dance.
This visible moves you, lightens you, and lifts you to happiness.
The love you see, you cannot feel, yet it feels real.
This visible moves people to the dance of kindness and care.
This visible moves you, lightens you and lifts you to happiness.
The heat you see, you cannot feel, yet it feels real.
This visible cooks the trees, makes them droop.
This visible cooks you, tires you to droop.
The spite you see, you cannot feel, yet it feels real.
This visible moves people to the dance of hatred and jealousy.
This visible cooks you, tires you to droop.
In conclusion
Do not see, but feel, I say.
Do not feel, but see, you say.
Yet, the invisible and visible stir us, we say.
Blogger note: I was inspired on the evening of Aug 23, 2023 while enjoying a pleasant zephyr at home. What I experienced for real was the invisible zephyr. I tried to capture the moment on video (below) and quickly realized that what I saw on video (visible) could not convey my true experience. Turn up the volume to “feel” the zephyr in your inner eye 🙂
My Journey Of Gratitude 