touching grass
confirmation comes from those who know, truly
how the world currently spins
security is a myth
when so much is not in our control
I would rather place my hands, my very being
on the very dirt the world consists of
bow down to the miracles which have always, always occurred
tyrants rage and the earth yields
the oldest story written, cliche yet the only truth
find me touching grass (what a silly saying)
yet find me touching what is real, lasting, redemptive
reality provides evidence