blue fields~

As I lay upon the fields of grass, mountain dew and distanced trees, I see the blue of the skies reflect upon the plains of the earth. As I gaze upon the fields of blue, I see the creatures of the world rise and continue on their habitual cycles. For me, I only watch as the world circulates in it's precisely confined destination as it spins on its axis. Blue fields, how I wish I could understand and utilise your beauty. To understand there is more to life than just these fields of green. I set my eyes on the green, when it could be blue. I set my eyes on what is infront of me than what I'm sitting on, the fields of blue.