Day 7: Something's Missing

This poem was written while watching the movie "Australia"



Something is missing....

Do you feel it?
Seperation.
Do you feel the absence of the sand between your toes?
Of the mud sucking at your soles?
Do you sense the loss of laughter caused by the grass tickling your instep?

Do you smell it?
Sterilization.
Can you remember campfires late into the night?
The rush of pine needles in spring?
The cathartic scent after the rain?

Do you see it?
Tunnel vision.
Have you seen the sky lit up by the stars?
The dance of the flame?
The dew on the leaves?


Do you hear it?
Mechanical hum.
Can you recall the sound of silence?
Can you sing the song of the wind in the forest?
Or play the beat of the waves lapping the shore?

Something is missing...