Free to feel

Amidst the fields of flowers sweet,

I find myself lost in a dreamy retreat.

The sun shines down in golden rays,

And I feel the warmth, a blissful haze.

I see the colors dance and play,

The reds and yellows in a grand display.

The petals sway and the breeze whispers,

I watch and marvel at nature's lustrous glister.

I hear the rustle of leaves in the wind,

A symphony of nature, a melody un-pinned.

The birds chirp and sing a tune so pure,

A chorus of life, a song that endures.

I touch the soft petals, gentle and light,

And feel the petals caress me with delight.

The grass beneath me, a cushion of green,

I feel so alive, so free and serene.

I taste the sweetness of the fragrant air,

The scent of nature, a flavor so rare.

I breathe it in, and my senses awake,

A sensory feast, a world to partake.

I smell the essence of the earth and sky,

A bouquet of aromas that never die.

The flowers, the trees, the fresh-cut grass,

A tapestry of scents, a sensory class.

In this realm of senses, I am free,

Free to feel, to taste, to hear, to see.

A world of beauty, a world of delight,

A world of senses that make everything right.