The rumbling and shaking
lawn mower
ease the tension,
the thoughts of the day,
whisking them away from me
as the swirling blades
cut the many blades of grass.
I breathe
taking in the calm
amidst the roar of the engine,
embracing the freshly-cut grass
a fragrance that takes me back to
my childhood so many years ago
when I first learned the gift
of silence on the
lawn mower.
I have left
my cares behind
as I re-connect with
the grassy and bumpy
land that I know so
well by now--
the stumps that
I must watch for,
the trees that offer
the challenge of disturbing
my nice, straight
lines.
My mind wanders.
I daydream.
I breathe.
I let go.
I am.
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