When children die, they become birds of heaven. I sat my children free.
I sat there in a garden of heaven trying to summon my inner self to ask her things, to look up to her light and beauty. There were birds of white pearls, falling rivers of flowers, the sky was clear blue; a peaceful reflection of everything was displayed on this pure angelic sky and great waterfall poured from a single cloud and it turns to life giving light. I admired it all and I waited for her. I see a figure coming from a distance … Behind clarity extends mystery. As I hear calming flowing rivers my blood boils of curiosity.
Here she comes! The goddess of beauty and innocence …
What is that sound? What is going on? The earth is shaking! The light is fading, the sky is breaking, the water turns to lava and my garden is on fire! … My inner self, my higher self … Where is she? She is turning! Her hair is red, her skin is black stone and her face is … Why … She is the devil! I have been deceived. Thick black rain is dripping from the sky and darkness came over forcing me to face my demon … A battle is here to be and one will kill the other.
Those Trees took off their orange gowns to put on silky green. Those roses; the sleeping beauties, have worn their sensational perfume and blushed their velvety cheeks. The moon danced the pavane on my river living a love fantasy.
The river broke waves to greet him in a beautiful rhythm creating music along with the rose-breasted grosbeaks which refused to sleep. When he arrived, stars threw their selves beneath his feet for they are unworthy to compete with his eternal glow.
His light defeated the darkness of the night and his vivacious laugh poured on nature to comfort her mourning soul. He blew kisses in the air and they flew like butterflies in a dream and the inspiration roses have tried to collect them like pieces of fine poetry.
All that nature needed from those deep honey wells of heaven is a glad gaze, a gaze that would make her feel loved enough to grow beautifully till she dries of longing for a second date.