I was with the grass.
Trees steadily swaying above me
Birds flew like sparks
It was blue with cotton clouds
Drifting calmly about. Tessellating , separating and tessellating again.
The sun was lowering from the darkening sky, preparing to retire
Into the ocean of the azure.
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 4:25 PM UTC
I was with the grass.
Trees steadily swaying above me
Birds flew like sparks
It was blue with cotton clouds
Drifting calmly about. Tessellating , separating and tessellating again.
The sun was lowering from the darkening sky, preparing to retire
Into the ocean of the azure.