Watching ants amid seeds and grass
Feeling warm sun
And cooling wind
Hearing rustling trees
And distant traffic
Songbirds and crows
Smelling the sweet freshness of Spring
Tasting growth and stagnance
Birth and death
Upon the air
And pondering silently
I could just fade away
Bridge time
Sitting here
With bare feet among the dandelions
Every worry and concern
Could fade away
I can dream under the same sky
Where dreamers sat for centuries
Until pulled back into this moment
Upon the air
Birth and death
Tasting growth and stagnance
Smelling the freshness of Spring
Songbirds and crows
And distant traffic
Hearing rustling trees
And cooling wind
Feeling warm sun
Watching ants amid seeds and grass
My world goes topsy-turvy
Once again
Just another quiet Monday.
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