The Dancing Breeze

As I woke up in the morning I saw the curtains flying really high. Tree tops dancing with joy. Inside my room the calender and the news paper along with other light objects dancing with an unknown tune. I was forced to remove the blanket, and stand in front of the window. It was a soothing breeze which tickled my nerves and made my cells dance with joy. it was a beautiful feeling. I felt the wind, not its wrath but its warmth. There was nothing to see, nothing to understand just FEEL.  A beautiful Ahaisas.
Its just felt like the perfect Sunday  Morning.