A floppy wide paintbrush
slathering yellow flowers
lavishly all over the area.
Want to immerse myself
in The Yellow
as though I was a
bee sucking deep in the nectar.
The vibrant yellowness
excites The Wind.
The Wind brushing against my cheeks
comforting as though
Holding my hand
Any fear of abandonment
ever felt swished away.
Birds are partying
and laughing.