^^ J^ Q^
Lying on the grass, the earth scent
wafts about me.
^j]
My eyes,
jip#
pressed wide and
y^g^
dialated against the dark,
WJU
sweep across the
tgga
Earth's scent fades,
fields
of space.
the ground falls away, (jillj
^
and
I
melt into the sky,
reach out a tenative hand,
and touch the fingertips of God. -Carrie Zoch
