On a delightful morning,
I arose and absconding into my backyard
The green trees and nature’s atmospheric surrounding welcomed me into their circle
Standing there thinking of how it will feel if I was a tree
Shuddering me from my thoughts was a hollow
Excavated six feet beneath my foot
Envisioning how soon humans are amputated from this world
Feeling I was slumping
Faster than a ship on a tempest
Rooted than a Peter
The more I stomped on soil,
the more I was slumping
I tried to yell
But only I could heed my voice
Trying to hold onto something but even then I fell away
The garden was locomoting on me
Like I was interrupting an agenda they were having.
Even as I didn’t want to look down I felt my head turning to confront them
My mind and heart were in sync.
Go down I heard the voice
You don’t belong here I heard another
I tried to delve back into reality, then it said, this is your reality
Having closed my eyes I told myself
This is not palpable
Shutting my eyes firmly I saw my feet been raised back to the leveled ground.
She was swept of
The surface and mounted onto
A higher ground
I couldn’t have been happier.
Dusting Myself
Off the sand
I regained consciousness.