The day is hot and slow.
I’m longing to be away from it all.
Someplace where the earth is a red clay.
Where the smell of sweet grass is strong and the heat is dry and saturating.
I want to see wild flowers.
And, watch horses graze in a pasture.
I want to know that when evening falls, all I’ll see is darkness.
No outside world to disturb the quiet.
I want to wake early and watch deer grazing in the dewy field and once again know the beauty of simple. ..