The next time you step out in the sun
feel the warmth & forget the tan
let it wrap your body
like my warm hug

The next time it rains
don’t step in, stay there a bit
let the drops caress your body
like the touch of my fingers

The next time weather gets bit breezy
go on the terrace
let the wind pass through every cell of your body
like my words passing through your heart,
calming your soul

Until the next time we meet
take a breath, in & out,
let your lungs fill with oxygen
like my love in your life
& let nature make love to you

©Kinjal Jain