Heartbeat

Poetry Descriptions Are Pointless

My skin is alive, it thrums with feeling.
It is one with the Earth.
I feel the pulse, the heartbeat of the ground
In tune with mine.
I revel in the feel of the grass
I bathe in the moonlight
The stars are in my eyes.
My lungs fill with cool air
And my dreams shoot across the sky.
I have never felt more free
Than in this moment
Bound to earth, alive in sky.
4/22/2017