Sandy saunters across sandy paths for she finds that frosting her feet with finest grains relieves the deepest pains of ecoanxiety.
Prayers at the edicule still awaken to reality.
Schlepping through the day distracts until drifting recalls actuality.
Gifting time to green exhibits slightest note of pose, but appreciable ease feels squishes twixt the toes—an ecology-sensuality. ; )