Finally, you notice

Swirling.

Reach into the wind within,
try to catch one.
A feeling, an emotion,
like a leaf pushed and lifted by gusts of air.

Release that one,
then grab another.
There,
let go so you can catch the next -
and the next -
and the one after that -
until you notice your hands are full.

But wait,
what if we try something else?

Step forward, into the wind.
This time,
hands by your side.
No longer reaching. No longer grasping.

Instead,
feel the wind move around you.
Emotions brush by.
Hands remain empty.

Eyes closed. Still within.
Suddenly, no gradually,
the sun warms your face
and you notice.
Finally.
At last.