I am not often appreciative
or contemplative
of nature.
Or not as much as I should be, to say the least.
In those rare moments, however, when I do venture into the sunlight,
meaning simply to enjoy the world around me,
the smell and the sound and the warmth
is extremely vivid in my memory.
I often think of Earth as hopeless,
as dreary,
as dark and difficult and fearful.
It is a hard trap to escape.
However,
when I step into the sunlight on a particularly contemplative day,
my bare feet hugging each strand of grass,
my toes curling around them,
I see the world around me as almost
unearthly.
I escape myself,
leave my mind where it lies,
and forget that I am in this world
that is so connected to each difficulty I've faced,
so completely tethered to the politics,
the fussing,
the prejudice,
the injustice,
and remember the beauty in it too.
I am overcome with elation
I want to spread my arms out at my sides
I want to fall back into the grass to and look up at the blue, cloudless sky
I want to kick up my feet and let them fall back down to the dirt
I want to feel the grass and the swell of the hill beneath my back.
It is in these moments I am truly alive.
About the Creator
Jillian Schupbach
Theatre and English major at Michigan State University. I love writing and am excited to starting doing so more publicly. I hope you enjoy reading what I have to say.
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