Dry Grass, Blue Sky

I literally lay down on a field one afternoon and looked up at the blue sky and my mind was silent, at peace. Thought of capturing that moment with this poem.

Sitting on the dry grass

I use my arms as pillows

And lie down to look at the blue sky

It's vastness makes me close my eyes

Though I try my best to keep them open

I contemplate nothing

I just feel

I just breathe

And that is that