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❛ The Bleeding Heart Flower. ❜ June 2011
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The summer of two-thousand-and-eleven was when Ahn Ye-Jun felt the vibrancy of the season to its full capacity. When the brilliance of the sun beams pranced through his hair, illuminating every strand of it, causing it to appear almond brown, and when the warmth of it tickled his shoulders, Ye-Jun knew that he was home again.
It was the season of farewell and welcoming, for the seasons bid Spring farewell and welcomed the new summer.
Ye-Jun was thrilled, as he found himself entangled within a field of daisies. Unsullied daisies, the embodiment of innocence, purity, a new beginning. Collectively, they dilly dallied along the hushed and balmy summer winds. The soothing heat wrapped around Ye-Jun's skin, causing the thin layer of sweat, caused by exertion, to appear shimmery, his complexion sun-lit.
Everything felt like a new beginning. But of course, it was all ironic, since Ahn Ye-Jun gripped onto a sharp gardening tool and was trying his best to detach the flower's capitulum away from its stem, causing the cessation of the daisy.
Rotating his shoulders tinily, and massaging his arms, since they were sore from the minor labour, Ahn Ye-Jun knelt down onto the fern green grass once again, and snipped another daisy with his pair of silver scissors. The stem collapsed and fell upon his palms, "sorry for chopping your head off . . . but this is what my Halmeoni told me to do," murmuring a haste apology, he puffed out his lips and then pressed them together, before settling the daisy within a hay woven basket, where a perfume of long stemmed daisies lay. "Next time be re-born as a human, and don't be me. Become a world-leader, an advocate, a prodigy . . ." He went on.
At the break of dawn, whether it'd be: the brisk chill of a winters morning to greet him, with mellifluous melodies escaping from the raven blue beaks of magpies . . . or a soft mellow summers morning, as the early morning sun paints arrays of magenta and tangerine orange, already scorching the land with its blazing rays-- Ahn Ye-Jun was ready to serve the day by picking flowers for his grandma's shop.
