Vermits ik nog een beetje op zoek ben naar nieuw materiaal om hier te posten, alvast een paar dingen die ik een behoorlijk tijdje geleden geschreven heb ...
Im walking in the moors. The sun has just risen. Dewdrops glitter on the long waving grass. Rays of sunlight play a game of hide and seek on the undulating ground. The sky is painted with such bright and vivid colours that no man could ever catch on a canvas, however skilled a painter he might be. In the east, dark clouds turn pink, then orange. The moon sets as another beautiful day begins. High up in the branches of a winter barren tree, birds are giving away a morning concerto. Natures symphony fills my heart with joy. I sit down and watch and feel.
I lie on my back, my clothes are getting wet. I dont care. My hairs all messed up. I dont care. I have to get up, get on with my life. I
dont
care
Instead I stay and watch the sun begin its daily journey.
The ground is comforting, the long grass caresses me. I imagine lying in your arms and you caressing me. You and me are one.
A day passes ... then a week ... a month ... a year... another year...
I still lie there, Im covered with grass and fallen leaves. People have passed, never noticing me. Animals came by and paused a while, sensing me. But they too had somewhere to go and left.
But Im not lonely: I have found you. Ill never leave again.
09-04-2008 om 00:00 geschreven door Miss A
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