Poetry – I feel

I Feel

 

I feel the sun upon my skin

I feel a peace deep within

I feel the blueness of the sky

The how and when and even why.

 

I watch the clouds change

Creating collages so strange.

I stare into that infinity

That has a place for you and me.

 

I smell the grass beneath my head

And think of ideas as yet unsaid.

My mind within a reverie;

To live my life more cleverly.

 

The swallow wheelin’ free

Nature in its splendid spree.

While I am trapped in artificial life

Where comfort replaces strife.

 

Opher – 21.5.2020