Easy Breeze

Kneel in the fields of green and capture the easy breeze. It will soon sweep me up off my knees and into the fluttered wings of the birds that will never reach the ground. Take me to the truth of the moment please, that should break this timid routine. Coming close to the arc of the sky which transforms from light blue to a dark mysterious room. No turning back now, well, I don't know how high I can fly cause the limit is too distant to describe. So high that I can no longer see the ground nor the sky, but why? I guess I'll give it a try... It's kind of like a loose flare from a fading dandelion. It will soar till it disappears from sight and float throgh the light air with the easy breeze whispering into its ears as to where to steer..... Wooooosh.... The equator circles my mind and splits it into two seperate mazes, but instead of getting stuck at the same spot as always, the easy breeze lifts me off the swaying greens till I can find the right way to friendlier days.