No cutting anymore

resting amongst my choice
I notice nature growing
messy, warm wet
and free

these long grasses, gifted
mixing and melting
swirling
with the winds

I see bees floating
with flowers smiling, now
given the blades which once were
have ceased

I notice moss, soft
carpets of insects
living, loving
darting amongst the shades

the instructors voices fade further here
the more I notice
this beautiful wild growth
now bursting from the earth

a meadow is rising
saying hello, and
come join me
I am alive, and free

as the oceans swallow
whole, former blades
control
spiraling down through the blackening waters