Rays creeping through my window, sparkling. Reinstated. Particles of dust fall, gliding. Noted. I close my eyes for a quick second, wild grass forming. Appreciated. Flowers, trees and animals run free. My mind, pictures are mounted. A sundial beautifully situated amongst the shaded, hidden. Grounded.

The sound of feet on used ground, already trodden. Children playing amongst the river bank's, stepping stones. Weathered. Parents watch and pay close attention, build a bridge. Help them. Rope swing hanging from a tree. Feathered. Flowers formulate in my mind, purple pleated petals. Stemmed.

I press my feet against the ground, dirt between my toes. Euphoric. I watch the birds fly over, intricate movements. I love it. Land where dinosaurs once ran wild and free. Daydreaming. Prehistoric. Me I listen the music forming symphonies, simplistic. Preach it.