breeze

A little earlier today, just before sunset, I was walking along a sandy path nearby, when a breeze blew up. It came from nowhere, unexpectedly. It was a warm, soft, gentle breeze. And as I was only wearing a pair of shorts, no shirt, no shoes even, the wind could caress my skin. And this breeze seemed to be dancing with me, seducing me. It swirled around me, triggering delightful sensations all over my body. And although the breeze was gentle, it literally stopped me in my tracks, more effectively than a gale force wind would have done. The ecstasy was almost unbearable. The thoughts in my mind dropped away completely. And my whole body relaxed under the gentle effleurage of the breeze. Waves of hormones flooded through my system. I was immediately and effortlessly transported by this breeze into the most divine state: the state of buddha nature – no thoughts, no worries, no concerns at all. I was in heaven. And this gentle breeze reminded me that sometimes a gentle touch can be more powerful than a strong one. It was a beautiful moment.