Feel the blades of grass beneath your skin
Against the touch of your fingers
Feel the warmth of the sun upon your face
Against the hairs on the back of your neck
You don’t know what you want but it doesn’t matter because this. feels. just. right.
Close your eyes
Inhale deeply
Do you feel that?
If anyone could describe perfection, this moment… this place… this would be it.
You’re surrounded by smiling mouths
Ignore the faces for a second
And look at the smiles
The curve of one’s lips that usually signifies happiness
Look at their eyes
Do you feel the joy radiating from their skin?
This. This moment right here. Perfect.
All the cares in the world were left in the car
Or at home
Hung up with the peacoats and jackets
Dripping into a bucket with the wet umbrellas
Compartmentalized perfectly with the shoes by the front door
Left for another day
Another time.
This setting beats it all.
A perfect moment.
With broken people.
And smiling mouths.
Nothing.
Nothing else could be the same.
