I need to touch grass

Oh, to touch the grass beneath my feet,
And feel the earth so soft and sweet.
To breathe in the scent of the green,
And let my soul be soothed and seen.

The blades of grass, like gentle hands,
Caress my skin and understand
The weight of all my worries and woes,
And how the earth can heal and compose.

The sun shines bright upon the green,
And life springs forth from what was unseen.
The grasses dance with every breeze,
And nature hums a sweet melody.

Oh, to touch the grass and feel its power,
To know that nature's always ours.
For in this world of chaos and stress,
The touch of grass can bring us rest.