The Field a World Away

The field a world away goes on for miles

Beyond the seeing eye

Where warming nettle heads nod sagely

As they catch a butterfly

And dandelion clocks the only thing

That claim to know the time

As languid droop the buttercups

In heat-drenched pantomime

Forever green perimeter runs on

To meet the road

And infinite the sky above holds back

Man’s burdened load

To leave him strolling freely or collapsed

In wonder’s thrall

To breathe the scent of summer soon

With scarce a care at all

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