"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair." - Khalil Gibran
----- A Sam Scott poem: 24th November 2024 -----
It's taken me sixty years Of evolution To realise the simplicity Of Earthen electricity My naked feet, like freshly cleaned Battery terminals Strolling in hilarity To observe correct polarity Electrons flowing in and out As I freely shuffle about In hippyfied insanity With toes embracing nudity The science is effusive So wonderfully conclusive My body craves perfection In each pedantry inflection So to join the sockless roamers The grass lovers and beach combers I will earth myself completely With each step I place, so neatly Is it magic or just factual? Like a nature deal, contractual Or perhaps we were never meant To be disconnected, discontent And maybe it's progression To dismiss the shoe of intercession Returning to natural citizenship Of barefoot - grass relationship Reject the concrete, Resist the vulcanised persistence Embrace the beauty Of a soul-full existence
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