The long grass flows in waves,
rippling in the suns rays,
that travel down to me.

My young mind flies,
as my old body lies,
in a soft, grassy sea.

Arriving took a while,
it was worth every mile,
now I rest my sore bones.

Listen to the chorus,
of the lively forest,
where my happiness roams.

My breath joins the breeze,
gently rustling the leaves,
of a kindly old oak tree.

I close my eyes,
feel my chest fall and rise,
how nice it is, to simply be!