I imagine growing out of the ground
feeling water, fresh, a pure smell.
I then take hops like a bunny
find myself enjoying myself
partly because I have the nerve
then wondering if anybody is watching?
I care and don’t care as I hop
carelessly leaping now and twisting
into awkward shapes, laughing aloud
then suddenly aware there is a feeling
a feeling in the world I think I’m grasping
and I’m holding a hand or
as I take a deep breath
I think it is there.