So i open my eyes ever so slowly
i open to see a fish eye view of the sky
purple with white slowly ombre to that beautiful blue i know well
the clouds are still, frozen from motion
the sun smiling at me
As my eyes clear i see things that greet me, kindly.
trees, taller than i ever remember, being my canopy.
but not in an intrusive way,
letting enough light and space in that i can still see the beauty of the sky.
it is afternoon and the trees continue growing, and I'm watching them age
their bark change color
a beautiful peeling white
their leaves have gone from bight green to my favorite color scheme
warm mahoganies and Carmel's
mocha's and pumpkins and gingerbreads
and they begin to fall so slowly
i hear them and close my eyes to listen,
to hear each individual special piece of the tree take its turn
to hear each ones personality
and I think thank me
soon its a storm
and I'm swimming in piles of leaves and they wont stop falling
they cover my lap my hair my skin my eyes
i am one with the leaves
but soon I'm laughing.
my heart is light
I'm laughing so uncontrollably
but i realize I'm not the only voice
there is a warmth, another human
i look across the field, and its you. laughing with me
but you aren't across the field anymore
you're with me
laughing
we lay there and stare up at the sky
i open my head and show you some thing
Its a purple flower
fusha with purple and black seals
its fluid like water colors
and it spins like an umbrella
so we trace it
with our fingers we point
with our palms we move the color to and from
it sour own creation
untill the watercolor washes away and leaves us
I look ahead
but its only darkness
i see nothing
i know of nothing
but you take my hand and we walk that direction
its long walk but a nice one
and when we get there the sun has set
just after dusk
and you take me by the hand and run
you run so fast i have to skip
i skip to keep up with you
some inspiration pushes both of us and we are miles away
miles upond miles and miles
its so light out
in the dark of night our faces are illuminated
as if the flame inside our hearts lights us
I look up and realize
its the stars
so we find a spot in the field and gaze
we galaxy gaze because its not just stars out anymore
we watch the milky way move
much like the flower did
around us colorful and bright
the wind passes by our ears
and only sweet music plays.
That was my dream today.
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