Bell

Of kneeling in the taller grasses Breathing slow gives to breathing faster Systems lean towards being with an ending world I'm leaving room for a beauty unfurled The wind and sound of feet along concrete How a feeling is a song so incomplete When waves collapse they create light you see In brightness I'll believe in everything But thought with care and grace you stay Yourself with love and wind and pain To bloom and wilt confuse and fade To grow like this The grass is dreaming through the rain