A Long Lost Feeling

Earth Runner

When I first woke up
I was lying in the grass
Pressing my back into the earth,
Holding an ear to the ground
Just praying for a miracle
Or at least an explanation.
I was looking for lightning
Or an earthquake;
I was looking for a storm
To wash away the contaminated air.
I was looking for something
Anything, anywhere
Except right in front of me.
Maybe the miracle is making it through the day
Or feeling the grass in between my toes.
Maybe my miracle is waking up