Monday, October 17, 2011

The Field


You are walking down a tree lined road
The leaves are fall colors
The air is warm
And the sun is sinking in the sky
Off to your left is an opening in the trees
There is a wide field of green grass
About ankle high
You start walking across the field
The grass is soft to your finger tips
At one end of the field is a small hill
You climb the hill
Before you, you see the wide open countryside
Cottages, farms, forest
The light is orange as
The sun sinks faster
Sitting down at the top
You relax
The wind blows with a slight, invigorating chill
Your worries go with the breeze
The sun is gone
The stars are out
The crickets sing in the distance
You lay back
And gaze at the heavens
The sky is so clear
And so beautiful
You fall asleep

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