let me smell the roses

Rows of roses
line the windows
Fill my eyes
with fushia life
But I can’t smell a thing

It’s winter
and all I have are pictures
It’s summer in my room
but the air is still stale

I can only recreate
and rearrange
so many ways
This is the best that I can do

A bath is lovely
but the porcelain cannot compare
with the mineral grit of sand
and the squishy muddy slippery rocks

I long to feel the earth again:
rocks, grass, twigs
My body craves the green
and everything real

Let me lay in the grass
and sink into the earth
Let me lay upon the beach
and feel the waves rush over me

Spring me from these manmade caves
and let myself go wild and free,
With the wind in my hair and the sun on my cheeks
My barefeet on the ground and my soul in the trees
Surround myself with birds and bees
Let my center blossom with the natural world

and let me smell the roses.

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