In a field I lay in early December.
The sky was glum and the world around me was grey.
The air crisp, as the soft snowflakes melted on my lips.
All the nature around me was lifeless.
Oh how I wished to be dead along with my surroundings.

That’s when I heard him.
His footsteps crunching as he walked across the icy field.
With every step towards me, the frost on the blades of grass melted.
Each of his footprints being replaced with beds of tulips.
The sun started to peek from behind the clouds and the buds started growing on the tips of the branches.

“Come my Dear, its time to get up now.”

“What if I fall again?”

“But my darling, what If you fly?”


He leaned down to me and placed his soft lips on my numb lips melting all the ice around my heart.
My whole body was instantly awakened by a sensation I had not felt in what felt like forever.
The butterflies in my stomach that I felt from his kiss lifted me.
Indeed I did fly, Indeed I soared.