When was the last time you spoke to a blade of grass? 
When was the last time you listened to a grasshopper?
When was the last time you walked with a tree?
When was the last time you slept under the stars?
When was the last time you picked up a pine cone?
When was the last time you let the river run through your hands?
When was the last time you danced with daisies?
When was the last time you touched love?
Mary Anne
This is dedicated to my teacher, GH, who reminds me to breathe, to let life flow, to keep writing, and that everything is okay.