In a sea of grass

By valiswaverider

Thu, 13 Nov 2025
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In a sea of grass 

 

In a sea of grass 

Waves made by the fierce wind 

Which suddenly subside

 

I hide 

Where most can not easily see me 

To be seen means danger

 to run for my life 

 

 

I am stillness

A rare moment of reflection

My limbs capable 

out of the first flush of youth 

I am still fleet of foot 

Yet  it is my  mind which is in motion 

nerves ready to respond to the slightest impulse 

 

My senses could drown 

But instead become ever keener 

Like been reborn 

Into a tranquil ocean 

The elements envelope me 

In the rapture of their motion 

 

I am the stillness 

In a world of motion

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Comments

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Sometimes the hardest thing of all to see is open, in plain sight, right in front of you, but you cannot find it! I think your subconcious decieves you into believing it is impossible and you look all over, everywhere in the best hiding places instead.

This is very true, really it happens! Cheers! Tom Brown