Wondering

I wonder if you remember how the grass feels beneath your bare feet, between your every toe, feeling so natural. I wonder if you remember how the smell of wet soil lightens your heavy burdens. I wonder if you remember tasting the wind on the tip of your tongue, as it brushes the fields with its gentle hands. I wonder if you remember hearing the soft whistling of the field accompanying the beating of your solitary heart. I wonder if you remember the sight of grasshoppers jumping away with your every step, like green sparks among the blades.

I wonder if you miss the times when all your senses come alive.

I wonder if you wonder where all that went.

I wonder if you noticed that everything is still there. (except maybe the grasshoppers, I think they have planted some genetically modified grass that deters some insects)

So, just what has changed?