Senses Poem by Tobias Gray

Hear soft voices
Music in the air
Move to the rhythm
And dance to health

See the night sky
See the stars up high
See the comet go
Like a garden full with snow

Feel the breath of air on your skin
Feel air condense and form
Into a ball of pure unpolluted
Spirit

Smell the world
All anew
From a fresh spring rain
In the forest
The sweet smell of resin
In the air

Taste the flavors of the air
Taste the earth wind water and air
As they combined to make life sweet
Sweet in every possible way
Sweet in any shape or form
Sweet as in no pollutants contaminating the air.