Green

Green

You leave the house
the work
the worries
leave behind the stress
that is life.
You take a walk.
Where you're going
how long you'll be gone
you don't know.
You don't care.
You just walk.
You left your shoes by the door.
You don't need them.
You wouldn't feel the grass
between your toes.
You wouldn't feel the green.
A good feeling.

You walk by the houses
you wonder,
What are their worries?
Their trials
Their triumphs.
You wonder
What are they doing?
Working
Crying
Laughing
Loving?
You wonder
Have they walked today?
Would they,
you wonder
Walk with me?
Would they feel the grass
between their toes?
Or would they speak,
and drown the sound
of the green?
Such a sweet sound.

You watch the cars
driving by.
Some wave.
You wave back.
Some smile
some frown.
But none ignore you.
They remind you
You are here
you are real.
You have a purpose.
But not now.
Now, you walk.
You wonder at the cars.
Some you know.
Some you don't.
Are they going?
Or are they coming?
Why?
Another goes by
the driver
an old man
a stranger.
He smiles
you smile.
He waves
you wave.
He drives on.
The car was green.
A beautiful color.

You walk
You wonder
Why?
Why life is
Why magic isn't.
As if
in answer
A girl approaches.
She rides a bike
leading a dog.
A big black dog
running beside her.
The happiest dog
you've ever seen.
She wears no helmet
her hair
long and brown
streams behind her
in the wind.
She whisks past you
the dog barks.
The helmetless rider
the shoeless walker.
You look over your shoulder.
She looks over hers.
You wave
she smiles
She turns back
and rides out of view
out of your life.
out of your world.
You stand still a moment
and walk on.
She wore green.
Your favorite color.