The fresh cut grass of summer

The smell of freshly cut grass
Explodes in my mind
Like a volcano blowing
Its fire from deep
Inside the pit of its stomach
To an unsuspecting planet
Not ready for expulsion
Of so much energy
In a single split second
This is the smell of
Freshly cut grass to me
An explosion of smells
Assaulting my senses
From all directions
Then taking me to a
Place of such tranquillity
That I never want to return
From it