mother earth

the simple spring air
swirls and twirls
in the limitless journey
over the miles
it is the connection
between us
between all men
mother natures perfect perfume
dances around
as she gently holds me
the warmth of her grasp
takes me back to those summers past
the years of broken bones and broken hearts
hard lessons and soft grass
i always retreat back to her
her healing touch
the steady acceptance of the river
when after i turn from her again
the simple spring air
dries my tanning skin.
swirling and twirling
waiting for my return..