a fresh, crisp morning.
the smell of leaves.
dandelions brushing my chin.
cherishing these things,
i tilt my head back
to see the vast, open sky.
a drop of cold water
gently hits my face
and i laugh
a laugh that breaks the world open
and i can see everything inside
the beauty i am surrounded by.
i feel everything and i'm here.
there's something in stating the obvious, i think.
before there's a flash of red
and blinding pain
and its over.