when i walk outside,
they fill my vision with their beauty;
freedom, liberty, i feel utter.
my feet race against the ground, i lose.
the sunshine kissing the grass,
the sound of cicadas, core memory;
the bees, whole creatures, flying freely.
my place in the world is right under my gaze.
i sing, i listen, i laugh, i make.
a whole day passes and im still here;
lost in my thoughts, in my imagination.
yet, it doesn't feel wasted.
during the summer afternoons,
i am my authentic self, my anima;
nothing can break my mood,
it is so bright, the sun feels envious.
there is hope, i feel complete, i am ecstatic.
~ eth; 19/01/'22, "fields"
