earth covered
in a deep green,
the cool beneath the toes,
a welcome refreshment,
a connection to reality
in a world built
upon the artificial;
the heartbeat of the Earth
travels through the soles of the feet
its energy coursing through
tired bodies
invigorating the soul;
there is more to living -
so much more to the world -
then what is seen
from inside
these imperfect glass castles
Tag: living
Strain
Idle Minds
the idle mind
eats away at itself,
it begs for challenges
to chew upon -
it wants work,
it needs a puzzle,
anything to solve -
we destroy ourselves
with blank stares
into empty screens,
what do we retain,
an empty void
of lost time;
is life not
so precious a gift
that we might endeavor
to treat it with more care
before it is too late,
when all that is left to us
is to lament time's
empty passing
and the erosion
of our minds