Imagine if the sky was emerald green and the trees were a gentle blue. Leaves withering away to a royal purple, then to an old, solemn gray.
Imagine the dance of the morning larks, swirling and twirling as if they were leaves swept up by a sudden Spring surge. All the while they sing songs of love and careless joy.
Imagine the stillness of a crystal-pure lake, the radiance of the sun glinting from the facet. A diamond, a crown jewel, hidden to bustling lives. Take a moment and look with true eyes, the treasures of the Earth.
Imagine if all the scary things went away for a day, and we could get lost in our imagination again.