The distant mountains,
the serene trees,
and the clear skies,
I take it all in as I walk by.
The grass crumples when I step on it,
It patterns as the gentle breeze blows,
I look back,
and the footprints seem to be no more,
But I take it all in as I walk by.
The dandelions surf on the wind,
I see hordes of them fluttering across the sky,
I reach out my hand and clench my fist,
to catch some,
and I find none,
But I take it all in as I walk by.
I gaze at my shadow void of everything but my outline,
I desperately chase it to the ends of the earth,
Only to realize my own worth.