ping
small silent, beautiful and quiet...
ping ping
it rings out through the empty forest.
ping ping....
more come faster now, they are one thing but made of millions. there are so many and the air is filled with its scent, the sight is truly a rare sight. they fall faster...
ppingppingping ping pping.
their sound is unified through the once empty forest. it is now filled with life. the squirrels open their eyes, the moose wake up, the bears yawn an awakening.
pingping...
it slows down now, its life giving droplets slowly fade in the warmth of the new sun,
ping...ping...
the sun covers the clouds and they slowly surrender to its golden light.
ping...
wake up
YOU ARE READING
My Mind
Short StoryI'm basically writing stuff that pops into my mind- that makes sense anyway. Though I do have depression so that kinda the theme for this book- it's more of an outlet than anything, even if I am super happy from time to time.
