I have wandered
in the very narrow fields
stepping carelessly
between the plowed rows
and wild grasses
turning to see the sun
between the guarding trees
drinking in the impossible blue
I have wandered
in the very narrow fields
singing with abandon
there, I have lost myself
weaving into tomorrow
the endless possibility
and gathering bright yellow
buttercups in one free hand
I have wandered
in the very narrow fields
tiptoeing as the sunset
and fireflies blink
in the twilight
and the fallow deer graze
easily in the shadows
I have been, I tell them
in a soft voice, wandering
they watch me with dark eyes
and dancing ears
with the faintest of smiles.
~
leigh-anne fraser
I’m pulled in immediately with “turning to see the sun between the guarding trees drinking in the impossible blue…” Drinking in the impossible blue. That is a beautiful line and I just might have to steal it. LOL… Again, you capture your relationship with nature and how it touches you and deepens your relationship with yourself. lovely LA..
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thank you Jeanne xo
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