lights under my favourite tree

Written by: bias fields

floating high
the leafs blow by 
grass grows and glows
light flows 
between the shadows
light breathing life
into the ground 
like lungs 
inflating  
growing 
glowing
patterns spreading
patches going 
soft flickering  
flowing 
magic bark
sky never dark
grass soft
with wind aloft  
like a beautiful 
moth 
it touches my nose 
I'm free 
I doze