infinite it seems
relatively flat ground
scattered with mounds
roll along its surface
covered with tall
reeds of grass
out numbering
wild flowers blooming
a step taken
breaks a path
one sees up close
compacted shafts of green
once standing tall
on the ground below
though the onlooker
from outside
sees the grass level
as shallow as the feet
or as deep as the hip
the body becomes invisible
hidden amongst the blades
showing no beginning, no end
the field remains infinite

-Jennie Nawrocki