Field of Wildflowers

Wandering through city streets.
Random thoughts flooding my brain.
Surrounded by so many people.
Yet, here I am alone.
Do they see me? Am I even here?

Where are they all in such a hurry to go?

Do I have a destination?
Does it matter?
Can I escape from it all?
Can I wake up in a field of wildflowers?
Can I just be?


Cricket Walker

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