Serenity

It's when the cotton floats like snow on the air,
and yet the summer sun still kisses your skin.
You look out your window
and for a brief moment both seasons converge.
Light surrounds your eyes
as the white puffs dance through the air.
They cover the ground in a dusty sense of duty
and for a moment you remember the time you just came from.
The white covers all the blemishes of the world
and you feel pure again.