some days

on days like this,
when it's noon and the sun still haven't shown its face
and everything is slow and sluggish
i wish to melt into the earth
and become one with it.

stationary, absolutely still.

i wish i were a tree,
so i can stay rooted
without moving a limb
listening to secrets
the passersby share.

some day, some day,
i know.
i will be a part of the earth.
melting into it and becoming one with it.

and i wonder,
if i'll be able to hear people talk
6 feet below the earth.