That you need to plant.
I need the growth,
I need the grass.
I need the air
That still smells wet.
Like the rain
Has not left yet.
I need the leaves,
I need my breath.
Nature whispering
Inside my head.
I want my feet
Right in the land.
So I have a moment
To just be present.
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