My Mind Was in My Heart

I too had forgotten the grass

But I used to do one-handed cartwheels

Then collapse in to it for the fine site of the blades close up

And there was no sense of any kind of time

I was not holding in my stomach

Or wondering what does my opinion mean to others

I was not regretting any part of my self

There was only sun-rich color and the slight give of the earth beneath me

My mind was in my heart