Pastorals

I take in your beauty 

the world becomes quiet and still  

Laying on the dew covered grass 

I stretch out 

My arms brush the grass, 

Makes the dew jump 

like grasshoppers 

The light

warm and inviting

filters through the branches  

I tilt my chin to drink it in 

The warmth

sinks into my face 

Lost in my own world 

I watch the bubbles 

Explode as they reach the top 

Peering closer at the fish

I watch them 

Doing underwater pirouettes 

The movements

fluid and continuous 

colors morph into a rainbow 

I move from tank to tank 

The calm 

seeps into my body

Lost in my own world 

I smell the cinnamon 

Hitting my face 

As I sit in my usual spot 

I breath in 

The aroma wraps around my nose

Tickling it as it fills me

The sweet and sour 

Blend perfectly like the Yin and the Yang 

I disregard all those around me 

Lost in my own world