Do you hear what I hear?
It is the sound of the common sparrow,
It can be heard the world,
Through fields of sweet corn, cauliflower and marrow.
Do you see what I see?
It is the striking feathers of the proud male peacock,
Preening himself upon a sacred rock.
Do you smell what I smell?
It is the scent of the buddleia flower,
Attracting red admirals with all its power.
Do you taste what I taste?
It is the sweet stem of the evening clover,
Which is found in the fields the whole year over.
Do you feel what I feel?
It is the soft fleece of an infant lamb standing for the very first time.
Come on little fellow if I can do it you can!
Now I must go and meditate upon the dew drenched wheat,
Along with the millipedes, that crawl across my feet.
I think about nature and all the joy it brings,
And how one can use their senses to experience these things.
by Jessica Burton