first there is wind

first there is wind
rattling shaking
delicate blades of
grass
sun overhead its
hot
its always hot
in the summer

there are clouds
that drift lazily
like they dont
care
grass that still
whistles in wind
because it doesnt
have to care

and in all this
there is freedom
little feet big head
one in a thousand
and
a thousand in one

everything from
the past is reborn
and can still be
found
if you know
where to look

four thousand
little feet run
and while they
do

the grass still
clatters
and the clouds
puff because

theyre just
onlookers
and they dont
care

the hot sun is
there and it
kisses everything
and makes them
run

and if you listen
really carefully
youll understand
the earth is alive