Breezy Nights

In the soft embrace of a summer night,

There danced a gentle breeze, so light.

With whispers of solace, she graced the air,

Caressing my weary soul, devoid of care.

Her tender touch, a velvet stroke,

Through darkened shadows, she gently spoke.

A symphony of sighs, delicate sighs,

Weaving tranquillity in the starlit sky.

In hushed caresses, she brushed my face,

A balm for wounds, a healing grace.

With ethereal fingers, she combed my hair,

Melting away burdens with utmost flair.

For in life's tempest, where sorrows reign,

She arrived like a soft, rhythmic rain.

Her delicate tune, a lullaby's kiss,

Serenading the heart with tranquil bliss.

Amidst the chaos, she whispers a song,

A hymn of solace to those who long.

With gentle melody, she sings to me,

Of little joys that set my spirit free.

For in this world, where despair reigns,

A gentle breeze can soothe the pain.

Like a rare melody, she finds her way,

Uplifting the soul in darkest dismay.

So, cherish the little rare delights,

That alleviates burdens, like flickering lights.

In a hopeless life, she brings respite,

A soothing balm, a divine delight.

Within the echoes of the gentlest breeze,

Lie the songs of hope, that our hearts appease.

Embrace these little joys, their healing might,

And let them guide you through the darkest night.