On Earth

27 Aug 2015

itsjustme
The cool grass that would lace
   my feet,
if not for the shoes that cover
  my soles,
is certainly green--
or looks green to me.

Beneath the sky blue blanket,
a gift of atmosphere 
to breathe--
Life-giving, priceless green
shade from the Sun
burnt as money to make room for roofs.

My home is here. All are welcome.

Open the windows and open the doors.
Breathe deeply.
Take off your shoes
and stay a while.

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