Grass The Leveller Poem by Sheena Blackhall

High rises, scaffolding, concrete steel and glass
Stare from inhuman eyries around the world

Grass, the leveller, invites you to walk, to greet it
Its neighbour, Water, reflects the traffic of clouds
The languid loops of birds

Pools lie like lotus petals, still and calm
Drink them in with your eyes
Yin/Yang of liquid

Press your feet onto the tread of nature
How very large the lawn is!
How small your steps, that leave no mark in passing!

Here, you have moved out of the norms of existence
The tinny underground, cram-crushed, angst-ridden

Slow your pace. There are no deadlines here
Walk steadily, breathing easy as the wind

Your thoughts, desires and needs are passing storms
In café teacups. Time will rinse them out


The one you married, you only have on loan
Your house, your job, are clothes too soon discarded

Here is a sanctuary, a place of peace
Free of the madhouse chatter of technology

Feel your worries float away like leaves
Grass, the leveller, invites you to walk, to greet it