What is green?

Back in high school my English teacher asked “What is green?” as a kind of imagination activity in all of his classes to see what people would say. I wrote this recently with that old prompt in mind.


It’s funny how different I am now, now with the poison in my veins.
A poison only because in time, it would destroy me, but for now it is paradise.
Green, indeed, is obvious.
Green is nature.
Green is leaves, trees, and brilliant miles of meadows.
To live without hearing the birds chirp and smelling the fresh rain,
to never feel the heat of the sun on your skin or taste the fresh berries,
would be unthinkable, to me.
Green is peace.
It is about avoiding conflict, deflecting the negative thoughts.
Be quiet, just listen.
Shhhhh.
Listen. Hear the world around you.
Relax.
Breathe. Just exist.