Do you still remember what it is like
as rain reigns eternal and pours all its might?
The great, grey hue the sky overtook
and painted the trees it soon would shook.

Do you still search for the feeling it gave
when drops did not fell and sun again made shade?
Bright orange rays which pierced the eye
and left the heart with a feeling a joyful sigh.

Have you ever felt grass that is cold with a gasp,
the leaves that are wet, the path that is damp?
Soft, gentle earth that molds to bare feet
and the brush of wind that contrasted the heat.

Can you still hear the rustle of living life
that peers at your steps and warbles a cry?
Birds overhead that flutter their wings
and critters that twitter and wish they could sing.

Are you missing the smells of senses overtaken
by knowing-like flowers and growing, green nature?
When eye-stopping petals reach forth with demand
and messengers of youth said, "peace. we're at hand."

Have you lost the feeling of deep-sated calm
which stemmed from first touch and traveled up your palm?
Let concrete turn to wood and then next to ash
to scatter below and above with a near-blinding flash.

For what good are you without your solid center
your essential roots that stretched for you whether?

Forever take care of that which lightens your soul,
makes breathing easier, and leaves you more whole.