You see that grass,
As you pass,
You smile that smile,
That can never be filed,
You watch as the trees,
Look like they freeze,
Their perfect pose,
Looks like it glows,
Its shadow covers you,
And it feels like together you are no longer two,
The wind that once was cold,
Now seems still and old,
The fear,
that you thought was near,
Is no longer here,
As you look around,
you realize now,
there is no meltdown,
Just your own innocent place.