Splendor in The Grass

There was a time
when I was lost
But then I found
what it was all about
In a golden yellow field
and felt the splendor in the grass

I must confess
I’m not the one
You thought I was

Not in spoken word
In pen and paper, maybe
In spirit and in psyche of course

But in the human form
Completely far
From the essence of this;
You think
of a beautiful mind

Yes you might think
Of the beauty that lies inside
But there
is where it ends

You see
I always felt unease
By the way I looked outside
I always thought too much
Of how all the life there was
That never stood
Closely by my side

Alone and drained I searched
For a reason
To prolong my very being
And all the while
This very purpose
Was within
This very mind

And when I sat in pensive thought
Surrounded by a golden yellow field
A gentle velvet gust of wind
Caressed my very being
Suddenly my heart suppressed
Felt the splendor in the grass

I did not need
The love and touch
Of anyone
For I had thought wrong
My heart and earth
Were one entwined

Now I thought, the life outside me yearned
was not what counted most?
No; it was my earth and soul

And if I have touched someone
With this beauty found inside
Then I would say my purpose
Was twofold
and had found its rightful place
In this heart entwined by earth

~Annabelle~