I took off
All my clothes
And sat down
In the dirt
I looked up
At the cloudy sky
And let the
Rain wash my
Body and Spirit
I clinched
The moist dirt
In my fists
And rubbed it
All over
My face and chest
Then took
A deep breath
Of the intoxicating
Air while staring
Into the deep
Dark forest
After meditation,
After marijuana,
I whole heartily
Laughed
Thinking,
What are
All 'em
Rich folks
doing?
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Oh I do love this... for me it's skinny dipping in a wilderness lake. I love the smell of earth.. Gary would have loved this. Red