A blade of grass
I have never felt my loss of space
As I do now in these unaware moments
I cannot focus awareness on the winding road
The distant hill is covered in a blue haze
There is allaround oblivion felt in my unbeing
Only the other day I was a blade of grass
Today I cannot wave in the mountain breeze
Uprooted from my mother I do not know my being
Just like that hill covered in a haze of forgetfulness.
