Kathleen Sitter

Open sky

Night is my peace, where I find my serenity. Quiet all around as I step outside, not a car or person to be found. I walk forward, focusing on the gentle air move through the leaves on my friendly nebiourhood trees. The pavement is solid, grounding me to the earth as each step I take towards the place I ponder. The sound of bunnies runny away through the bushes as they spot me a few feet away. The air tastes sweet and warm on my skin as I approach the field where I find comfort from my life where I often get lost in. I kneel down onto the soft green ocean and lay amongst the earth where the little things that crawl and creep within it.