Remember
As a kid I'd sit in the grass
a breeze drifting my dreams
into the future
and my energy
outwardly expanding into
the freedom of sunlight
Plugged into the earth
The quiet distance
of an open field surrounds
and my worries
lost in that warm stillness
Then of the ground and centered
I bore witness to my harmony
with all that did exist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting metaphorical exploration of the contrast between child and adulthood. Thanks for sharing Jeff.