breeze

The breeze across the desert as the light died was so sweet she could almost drink it.

The moment you cross the border of your country to another, nature will blow you the breeze of revolution, no matter how long you may spend abroad, you will never return back home the same again, it is either greater or worse.

I may have stumbledand stammered at your unexpected push, but the breezeanchored me and I learnt the art of survival

My everlasting Summer fills heart with laughter like a blooming flower... Her diverse sounds is nature's symphony, sprinkle delight, with comfort of ocean breeze which needs no attest.. The unique every moment of soul's revival and its sun to shine...

Close your eyes and turn your face into the wind.Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exult

She awaits the rain like a writer embraces metaphors,A drizzle isn't for the child who dances in the storm.Of rain that washes away the petrichor it brings,A downpour of a hail of bullets, and she calls it spring.

Brianna__ looking for Drake,_ Edilio said, thinking out loud.__ou sent her out against Drake?_ Albert demanded.__ent her? Who sends Brianna out to get into a fight? She goes on her own. Anyway, it__ not like you__e left us with anyone else.__lbert had the decency not to say anything to that.__ou know, you guys put me in charge. I didn__ ask to be in charge. I didn__ want to be in charge. Sam was in charge and all you guys ever did was give him grief,_ Edilio said. __ou two, especially._ He pointed at Albert and Astrid. __o, okay, Astrid takes over. And then Astrid finds out it__ not so much fun being in charge. So it__ like, okay, let__ get the dumb wetback to do the job.___o one ever_,_ Astrid protested.__nd me, like a fool, I__ thinking, okay, that must mean people trust me. They asked me to be in charge, be the mayor. Come to find out, I__ not making decisions; Albert__ making decisions. Albert__ deciding we need to find more water and sending our two best fighters off into the countryside. Now I__ supposed to fix everything? It__ like you go, __ight a war,_ but you sent my army off on a wild goose chase.

Sam. Brianna is dead.__e just stared at her. Then, in a soft, almost childlike voice, he said, __reeze?___he stopped Gaia. It looked like Brianna almost killed her. The second time she . . . But this time . . .__here were tears in Sam__ eyes. __y God. How is Dekka?___ike you__ expect. Destroyed. Roger__ dead, too, so Edilio . . . It__ been really bad, Sam. Really bad. It__ like we__e in a war.___e are.

About time,_ Brianna said.__ey, sorry, we were kind of busy,_ Quinn snapped. __nd I didn__ exactly realize I was on a schedule.___ don__ like what I have to do here,_ Brianna said. She handed Quinn the note.He read it. Read it again.__s this some kind of joke?_ he demanded.__lbert__ dead,_ Brianna said. __urdered.___hat?___e__ dead. Sam and Dekka are off in the wilderness somewhere. Edilio__ got the flu, he might die, a lot of kids have. A lot. And there are these, these monsters, these kind of bugs . . . no one knows what to call them . . . heading toward town._ Her face contorted in a mix of rage and sorrow and fear. She blurted, __nd I can__ stop them!__uinn stared at her. Then back at the note.He felt his contented little universe tilt and go sliding away.There were just two words on the paper: __et Caine.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

All around him the branches of the trees had frozen solid, reaching out white fingers of glass that looked as if they would shatter in any breeze, or chime like musical bells. The world looked strangely magical.

I listen to the sound of India's voices for the last time . Laughter ripples like water . A prayer is a single note held long . There is so much life here . And too much death.I feel a soft brezze caress my face and I look up. An orange ribbon is floating through the air . In India , it's easy to see the wind .

Love is wild; its whole beauty is in its wildness. It comes like a breeze with great fragrance, fills your heart, and suddenly where there was a desert there is a garden full of flowers.

A chill swept through the air, the sort of graveyard kiss promising bad news to follow.

Sorry, folks, but the maximum occupancy is seventy-five,_ Albert said. Then he spotted Jack. __ack, how__ it going?___hat? Oh, fine._ Jack was confused as to how to proceed. He didn__ want to wait in line if Brianna wasn__ even inside.__ou look like a man with a question,_ Albert prompted.__ell, I__ kind of looking for Brianna. We had this_it__ a_tech thing. You wouldn__ understand.___reeze is already inside.__ne of the kids in the line said, __f course she is, she__ a freak. They always get in.__ second kid nodded. __eah, the freaks don__ wait in lines. Bet she didn__ have to pay, either.__lbert said, __ey, she got here a little before you guys did and she waited. And she paid._ Then to Jack. __o ahead in.___ee?_ the first kid crowed. __e__ one, too.___ude, he set up my sound system,_ Albert said. __hat have you done for me other than stand here and bust on me?

From the way his face lit with curiosity to the slight tilt of his jaw, even the lingering scent of brine and breeze gave him away.

Winter teetered on the verge of succumbing to the returning sun, but today the breeze still preferred the touch of snowflakes

sometimes i don't know, which momentwhich cool gust of wind will come,and enchant metousling my hairand my heart, stirring...that familiar ache of poetry, which drop will kissthe old wrench in my soulreminding me, all over againi miss you better in the rain.