Trees stand alone ..whispering,
“Come sit in my shade, cool
against the summer’s heat
fading in the blades of grass.”
The grass shouts “run through me
find the four leafed clover.
Roll on me down the slope
to the clear and cool brook.”
The brook babbles “Wade in,
feel water barely touched
by the still, heated air
as I flow with the path.”
The path speaks adventure
“Take me to explore wood,
cool in shade. Yes explore.
So much we have to share.”
In their part of the world
trees, grass, brook, path do not know
nor understand the concept
of social distancing.
Good read
only the human race could be foolish enough to embrace a concept of being socially distant from itself. I really liked reading this one. Feel free to check out my work if you get a chance.