Grounding

if only I could sway with the trees
out in that soft and simple breeze;
let the cold embrace me and fill my bones,
let the colors surround me with their earthy tones,
feel the rains sharp, electric kiss
on my skin, on my lips,
taste it’s subtlety in my mouth
while my ears fill with all the sounds -
the wind, the trees, the leaves,
the rain, the cars, the streams -
the soft and simple everything;
maybe my soul could feel a calm
that would help release my qualms,
then maybe I’ll be able to see
all that is right in front of me:
the love, the light, the hope,
and maybe, finally, forward I’ll go.

I took a little while to ground,
and look at all I found.

H.