Here I am, stood in the fields with the wheat,
sorting the chaff, sorting out my thoughts,
as the sky above inspires me without a pause,
and the clouds they float on by of their own accords,
they float on by like rebels without a cause,
and me, I am rather sedentary amongst nature,
and I am happy upon the Earth,
where I feel grounded and astounded by all that I see,
and how calming it is to me,
and how great to me is nature and all its worth,
and as I stand in the fields with the wheat,
sorting the chaff,
and pondering my thoughts,
the sun beams and brings me out in a smile,
and leaves me glowing long after the sun has set and passed.