How easy it is,
to fade away into nothingness
with all these people around you.

How tempting it is,
to forget your own name,
to melt into the rock you are resting on,
to disperse yourself
like wind
into the spaces   between   all    of     these     conversations,
filling up the      g  a  p  s  
that follow behind these hurried words for other people.
How soothing it is
to rest briefly
in the sound of a stranger's laughter;
a secret you stumbled upon by embracing stillness.

How shapeless one feels
resting here
beneath the trees
tracing the path the branches take to reach the sky.

How this body,
seems to blue around the edges;
worn away by the soft caress of the grass.