Imagining This

This patch of grass
Is open to the roads,
The sky, the path -
But I let my limbs sink into the grass,
My knees past the daisies
Directly under the Sun.
The passers by
Can watch me unfold -
Yesterday, 
I was one of the
Moving ones,
Imagining this.


Copyright LJ 2021.

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