I melt away with the rest of the universe
It just takes a spark to invoke me. I can be everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
Sometimes I come and leave in a flash.
But my favorite way of appearing is special. It mostly occurs between a piece of glass and the grass. The power of the sun starts to give me life.
My heartbeat starts to flow unexpectedly and rapidly. I start to run towards whatever is in front of me.
All I can see at the start is blue and green. Steadily I start to distinguish a beautiful meadow and a forest ahead. My breath translates into portions of me growing. I start to run I get the most unexplainable feeling in the world, as if somehow, I melt away with the rest of the universe.
I grow until I can reach the highest points of a majestic tree and all I can see ahead of me is life. I love the rivers, lakes, bushes and small towns at the distance. My happiness is so intense that I try to run and reach all of them to somehow try and hug them.
I always seem to have a mild problem.
Every time I turn around to see where i’ve been to, everything’s different. Everything changes. The ground is no longer green but deep grey with hints of charcoal. The sky doesn’t look blue anymore, but dark clouds seem to lower from the sky and eat away the color from the world.
I melt away with the rest of the universe
It just takes a spark to invoke me. I can be everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
Sometimes I come and leave in a flash.
But my favorite way of appearing is special. It mostly occurs between a piece of glass and the grass. The power of the sun starts to give me life.
My heartbeat starts to flow unexpectedly and rapidly. I start to run towards whatever is in front of me.
All I can see at the start is blue and green. Steadily I start to distinguish a beautiful meadow and a forest ahead. My breath translates into portions of me growing. I start to run I get the most unexplainable feeling in the world, as if somehow, I melt away with the rest of the universe.
I grow until I can reach the highest points of a majestic tree and all I can see ahead of me is life. I love the rivers, lakes, bushes and small towns at the distance. My happiness is so intense that I try to run and reach all of them to somehow try and hug them.
I always seem to have a mild problem.
Every time I turn around to see where i’ve been to, everything’s different. Everything changes. The ground is no longer green but deep grey with hints of charcoal. The sky doesn’t look blue anymore, but dark clouds seem to lower from the sky and eat away the color from the world.