Someone once revealed to me "All the flowers in the world ache for you to be happy."
Today when I walked outside, the sun shone brightly, illuminating everything but I still missed the stars. I noticed that the flowers' stems where bending,
slowly being crushed by the weight of the world. Sadness pulling petals downwards.
Heat hit my body and I stripped
removing my clothes, the soft cotton fabrics made gentle thuds near my feet.
I did held hands with green phalanges.
handstands at the roots of trees, my toes brushing the bark of branches.
I danced blushing. Twirling and falling
rolling atop the grass.
I whispered my secrets to the saddened stems
and then I told them jokes. the wind laughed with us,
urging the hair of the earth to stand up straight with proper posture.
