She whispers my name... Only I can hear

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Morning Respite

Barefoot on the lawn
Naked thoughts run through my head
As the long grass runs between my toes
And the shadows are withdrawn

Cat Birds and Red winged Blackbirds talk about me
Right in front of my face
While the Blue Jays talk behind my back
Quickening my pace

Let them say what they will, I am barefoot in the grass
No stubble, no stones, no bits of city glass
My soft foot falls share
The same ground as the deer, fox and bear
My track mingles with theirs...

Walking barefoot, coffee in hand, testing the air
Taking in the morning as I wander here and there
The wind stirs, I listen
I listen with care

Walking barefoot before breakfast
A sunrise refrain
Through the long grass in the morning
Before the rain came...