A little breeze strolls through the gold coloured fields
swaying the high grass endlessly
A soothing hymn sung by distant birds hiding in treetops
echoing across the meadow quietly
everything is at peace.
leave me,
don’t force me
bury me,
don’t fight me
forget me
don’t hate me
I stretch out my hands and feel the breeze
I focus my hearing and taste the sound
I’m at peace.