I am walking slowly
As if to pay attention to everything around me
I close my eyes, and let the air come over me
I feel surrounded by the simplicity
And nakedness of being alive,
Wholly alive
And as I walk, a warmth pours over my being
I breathe in the air and it is sweet
With the history
Of itself
Its legitimacy as a sustaining force
As a provider
My feet are bare, padding the thick grass
Step after fleshy step
End to nearer end, close to close
Time for me has stopped
And I no longer move
The air is blowing softly against my skin,
So softly
I open my eyes
And in the distance
I hear the sad songs of study hall
Playing away, in their perfect audible form
I’m at the top of the hill
Eyes wide
Ears open
Completely still
Breathing deep slow breaths
The notes are so sad
And tears escape my unblinking eyes
The sun is so warm
The breeze so cold
Everything around me an antithesis
To everything
And I can’t stand knowing this
Atop my hill
I blink, turning towards the bottom
Taking the same path up,
Down
