I sat watching
The moon staring upon the soil, lulling it to sleep
The clouds passing around the moon as if they were just stopping by
The winds tickle the grass as it passed through
I sat hearing
The coyotes crying to the moon
The owls getting ready for the hunt
The pitter patter of the foxes as they softly caressed the ground
I sat smelling
The dew gathering for the people of the morning to see
The iron ore in the dirt as if it had just rained
The lavender floating along the breeze, as if it was waltzing with it
I sat feel-ling
The softness of some Bermuda grass
The hard soil underneath
And finally the do slowly coming up, threatening to cover me along with the grass
Now if you do the same
You will feel your mind expand with further knowledge of what surrounds you
You will see that nothing goes bump in the dark
You will hear that all sounds never go unheard, just unnoticed
You will smell that everything begins again at night
And most of all that your life will never be the same
