Undisturbed
grazing the fields
endless
green grass
and the sun and moon
never set
Nochrisis
grass
Day 1202, wet sand.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I rest my head
in fresh cut grass.
Moist in the sand
from yesterday’s rain
makes me realize.
~
I see the flowers
in uncut grass
next to me
with colors
more beautiful
than the last time.
~
I close my eyes
fall away
and feel my wet hair
dry.
Nochrisis
Day 1199, roots.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A sea of green
surrounds me
when I fall
in grass
closer
to my roots
~
fear
of unknown eyes
between these roots
is what I meet
down there
~
among the animals
now
in this jungle
made of mirrors
I fear
the eyes
surrounding me
and feel
~
at home
Nochrisis
