Lullabies of the Tranquil Sky

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XVI. Where to Find me if i'm Missing

If the fragment of my contagious smile is unseen, don't worry about me, because I'm in the pellucid river where the azure sky likely shows its reflection and perfection. I'm in the most peaceful portion of water; spreading my frail arms like a floppy wings and wagging my feet like a smooth tail dancing with the waves and ripples. I swim, sink and float without heaviness in my heart and inhale with beauty like an art, as what I imagined in my sweetest reverie.

If the echo of my giggles vanished and merged with thin air, don't be afraid because I'm in the middle of the eerie forest with myriad of prolific willows, fleeting shadows and variety of mysterious creatures where chaos is trackless and serenity is visible. I'm in my favorite spot—in a buried trunk that had been creeped by vines and filled with dainty mushrooms: sitting comfortably, watching the lusters of bonfire, sipping a cup of coffee and talking endlessly with my mythical friends, making the rustles of leaves and the nightingales' songs as our background of comfort.

If the trail of my footsteps disappeared, I'm in the land of fantasy away from the intimidating reality. I'm running freely in the wide grass field without manacle of problems that had been chained on my ankles as my floral dress jaunce together with the wind. I'm happily sitting in the threshold of a cliff and holding a book while waiting for the sun to amplify the plain sky in the morning. I'm plucking the swaying tulips and daisies to put it in the vintage vase near the mini-chandelier while tasting the sweetness of strawberry at noon. Or either I'm counting the billions of stars while strumming my old-fashioned guitar at night feeling extreme jubilant.

If I'm missing and now you already knew where to find me, please don't call my name, because I'm busy enjoying the simple life by myself that I wanted since from the very fresh start.

-Skieslany