a breath of fresh air
a hill, a sprint, a gasp,
collapsed on the grass now,
sitting now,
lying, flat now
blue skies, stretching as far as the eye
can see
trying to make out shapes,
contemplating with a full heart
for no other reason
than to
Contemplate
cool air splashes across
an expressionless face,
watches as summer turns to Autumn,
leaves falling now,
carried by the wind now,
landing
then it gets cold.
Sitting up slowly,
sky floats upward, buildings grounded once more
And with a shiver I ran back to the place I now live,
Now.