"worldling about...staying somewhere...all alone..in a place and time i can call heaven..
away from everyone else. Where all my cares don't have to matter again.
When all i sense are...dew drops glistening on grass and petals of colorful wild flowers...an endless expanse of sun kissed misty green meadows...a symphony of sweet melodic chirping birds..
gentle rustling of tree branches and leaves...cool breeze...sparkling water rippling freely...bright blue skies...and silver linings...slowly turning to a picturesque painted hues of pinks,oranges and purples....slowly .. peacefully transforming into dancing silhouettes and shadows cast against grey...a cold rush of wind touching my face from time to time...as i stare in awe...unflinched..mesmerized by the beauty stretched boundless before my dreamy eyes ...of star clad black skies...millions and millions of shimmering lights...twinkling little bright light bulbs...sparse translucent cloud hovers over a fantastic moon...the biggest one I have ever seen...illuminating glorious light for the darkest of night...i reach out and i can almost touch it....i smile to myself contently...my eyes are getting heavier...i hear...
softly chirping crickets...lulling my weary soul to a peaceful sleep.."
2007-11-24
12:12:24
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@Lucifer
sorry Dude
i'm giving you credit for that hahaha!
*crickets chirping
2007-11-24
14:29:14 ·
update #1