Swamp Elements
By Luca A
Published 5 May 2023
As the trees sway in the breeze
The wind tickles your nose, making you sneeze
The thick wet soil creeps between your toes
The sun glances though the cracks in the trees
Gentle light rays graze your face
The smell of the air, as you stand in your place
Out in the open, far from everything
Not one phone that could possibly ring