Grow Poem

For a few hours the bomb in my head stopped ticking

And the perpetually unfinished lists were still

I didn’t have to run anymore, fear or hide myself

The anger the sirens the squawking were far away

And all I heard was birdsong

All I saw was beautiful

Nature minded its own business

I’m just another thing


Quietly growing

And all I did was breathe

The calm strength of the earth below

Held my feet and made my stride braver

And the sky gently put its arms around my shoulders and said,

“None of this needs to be so complicated you know.

You will always be part of this landscape,

And no harm will come to you today".

 By Sarah Grinstead, written after a day out with Grow