Clips from the Empathic realm that I explore on a daily basis.
Most thought she was escaping.
Most thought she was crazy.
Others?
They thought she was plain out zany.
She wasn't escaping, she was visiting.
She wasn't crazy, she was imaginative.
Excerpt
Pretty colours, etched onto the sky.
Pretty colours, dancing up high.
Shades, creating a beautiful harmony.
Shades, playing a melodical symphony.
Sky, as a canvas.
Sky, medium for the artistic universe.
Sunsets, beautifully ending the day.
Sunsets, never sad, mad, or gay.