Early Fall Air Poem by David Thomas

Oh how this air livens my soul,
and invigorates me so,
to live to breathe and to breathe so to feel this gentle wind brush my cheek,
that is the feeling that for so long i did seek,
pondering now as this summer comes to a close
everything is different now
or is it just me?
something somewhere surely has changed
for i feel it writhing deep within me
but it's the hero breaking free his shackles
that kept bolted and melded have been so long
now seeking no revenge just the sweet freedom of life
this hero breaks his shell
all because of this early fall air,
and how it echoes and befriends me
and tells me of things to come,
I am alive,
if only while i feel that gentle air caress my face.