So Am I

I stand in a prairie in scenic hills that melt into the sky,

Touching the tops of tall grasses in September,

As they move in a warm wind,

I listen, to learn what lesson is there,

I feel the life in the grass, in me, in all around me,

I feel the beauty, I feel this place is old, much older than me,

I know it will still be here long after I am gone,

It will be here alive when I am dead,

I am connected to it, part of it, part of something so much bigger than myself,

I realize this place is not about me,

It has a life of its own, which I can choose to be part of or to destroy,

It is earth and sky,

And then I hear and understand its lesson…so am I.