Grace of Sunlight
Grace of Sunlight A field of yellow-- Now that summer has come The grass has gone dry My hands are outstretched And I feel the dry tips of plants With my fingers My legs take me far And I don't stop Words and feelings stream by Like a river that propels me forward But I'm lost in its currents The sweet musk of jasmine flowers Hangs in the hot air As I ride my bike down paths not yet forgotten The trail opens itself up to me, It welcomes me Ducks swim by with their fluffy ducklings Plopping in and out of the water Learning to navigate through it Bees hum and hover among the flowers And birds trill out from the trees A turtle's head peeks up from the rippling water A silent hello, a faint recognition Squirrels scuttle through the paths and up trees The air is flavored With the refreshing bite of eucalyptus Everything flows through me Cleansing me and reminding me Of the grace of sunlight