Written for the Three Things Challenge for October 20, 2109 from Pensitivity 101: self, assaulted, hedgerow

Sitting along the hedgerow

I wonder where to go

Can I still belong here?

Can the wind still blow?

My mind drifts off to somewhere new

Assaulted by the sound.

The grasses green and flowers red

Insects and birds abound.

Sitting along the hedgerow

I know my time is now.

My present self is ready

to stand and take a bow.

Stand with me too

for you are part of all there is to be.

For life is like a labyrinth

A maze for you and me.