In the distance I find

Where the heavens part and let the sky shine through the depths…

Of shadows that cover the precipice

Where fields of color bloom - aglow

I chose this life over the world below

I long for serenity I have lost

Still haunted by the shadows

Lurking cold within the frost

Alas I will sit;

Toes tipped toward the whispering breeze

Where wildflowers bloom, in wait for me....

A hush falls soft where wild things grow,

Beneath the suns warm, golden glow.

The meadow beneath the gentle signs,

With petals turned to blushing skies

Butterflies drift, a lazy ballet,

While beers hum tunes through blooms all day.

The grasses sway in tender rows,

And cradle dreams the earth bestows.

Here time forgets its ticking sound,

And peace like clover fills the ground.

A painted hush, a...

Every flower symbolizes one of us

Wether we are friends or family

Or even complete strangers

We stand together

Supporting, uplifting

Watching as we grow

Counting on each other,

To be there

On this sunny day

One flower will grow along with others

But to his friends and family

He is the only one important in that moment

Reaching the age of 5

Roots spreading,

Face lifting up to the sky,

Leaves shi...

A field full of bluebonnets

Feilds filled with families

Feilds filled with memories

Unsaid words and feelings

binding you and me

We were destined to be

And the stars demanded it

But at one point

They crossed

And decided we no longer deserved it...

To every horizon wildflowers spread,

Covering the ground with gold and red.

A cool breeze carried their scent,

Sweet and cool the wind went.

The simple blue sky above,

With small clouds shaped like doves,

Brightened the colors down below,

Of the flowers in the meadow.

To know this place,

So full of grace,

Was to know peace,

A feeling of great relief....

As I lay there,

Staring at the sky,

Not bothering to

Wonder why

I was in the midst

Of this meadow

Full of

Wildflowers.

All these colors

That I see,

These wildflowers

That now surround me,

They range from

Bright to pastel

And all throughout

The rainbow.

Their petals,

They shine,

Covered in

Dew,

It reminds me of life,

Of starting anew.

Sunlight shines down,

Highlighting their beauty,

In this me...

Nell'ora fumosa del crepuscolo,

un velo di mistero scende lento,

sul prato un manto di petali si stende,

Margherite e papaveri in silenzio

attendono l’arrivo del vespro.

Profumi dolci danzano nell'aria,

consistenze vellutate sfiorano la pelle,

nebbie sottili avvolgono i fiori,

come spiriti che emergono dai vapori.

Le ombre si allungano, carezzano l'erba,

i colori sbiadiscono in toni paste...

She runs through

a bright green meadow.

The sun is shining

Brightly on her face.

The air smells of roses ,

gardenia & lilac blossoms.

She sees wildflowers

All around her, in every color

Of the rainbow .🌈

The birds are chirping

and singing. She sees

Monarch and Swallowtail

butterflies everywhere, they

seem to be chasing

Her! She also sees rabbits,

chipmunks, and squirrels 🐿️

jumping ...

You’re barefoot, stepping your way through a Forrest.

Trees as green as the start of spring, provide you the oxygen you need.

Your feet takes in Mother Nature and the earth, the soil and the tree roots.

As you step out of this magical world of a Forrest, your feet sink into the dirt.

Your eyes take in the surroundings, your no longer in Forrest. No, you see, you are in a field of wildflowe...

Looking at a sky drawn city

When buildings become monuments

Resonate a fawning meeting

Advents that relent

A comatose dose of verbose feeling

A toast that hosts

The ataraxy of

A single lily at dawn

At any location

On a murky forest green swamp

On a nuclear lawn

Especially at star kissed crossword

Assortment of colors crossed

In touch with others

Intermingled shimmered single...