With rattled breath, he manages a smile while taking in the sight.
Dust from wheat fields rose gently in the sky. Rays of sunlight burst forth, piercing through the dusky haze. Warm vivid colors blending as one large cloud, infused with a reddish hue.
He loved this land.
His hands tremble, his mouth dry, it hurts to swallow. A lone cry of an Osprey drew his eyes upwards, to the heavens.
Caring hands press against his chest. While crimson life flows freely from the young soldier, nurturing the soil of his homeland.
Oh, how he loved this la….
About the Creator
JBaz
I have enjoyed writing for most of my life, never professionally.
I wish to now share my stories with others, lets see where it goes.
Born and raised on the Canadian Prairies, I currently reside on the West Coast. I call both places home.
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The Business of Nature
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
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Down the Aisle
I often wonder what life would have been like. If it’s possible to even conceive it without you, or to imagine any other universe, any other thread of reality where we didn’t make sense. The same answer dances throughout my mind like a flowing dress in a field full of flowers. No. It could never make sense, you and I apart, because what would life be then? The faint memories of feint love linger not as wounds but as lessons on what love could never be. Remnant cuts from failed attempts scar my soul, and yet, they brought me to you. I could not be more thankful for those mistakes. You gave me purpose, you gave me peace, you showed me love that may forever keep.
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Comments (14)
This was so beautifully written! It makes me think of that pear orchard story of yours. I'd love to know the inspiration behind this piece or if this piece inspired anything else you've written?
Beautiful and sad
The description of the beauty was so moving that at first I lost sight of the fact he was sadly passing away. Beautiful, tragic and heartfelt. Well done!
Oh man. This feels like you came full circle from Blood and Toil. If that was your intention it is genius!
This one is heartwarming and bittersweet. It filled with beauty and tears. Great job as always Jason.
This made me so emotional! Wow, just wow! Truly remarkable! I loved it!
Beautifully penned, with so much bitter truh! impressive!
It is both inspiring and heartbreaking, the things people are forced to do to protect their very existence. Not just a story, a reality.
Omg. That's a fantastic story. The truth in it, however, crushes my heart. Well done.
Oh my. Such beauty in your descriptions. I felt the emotion in that ending. Very well done, Jason. 🌻❤️
Fantastic, Jason!!!💖💖💕
That was so beautifully and thoughtfully crafted ❤️❤️
Wow! This captures moments unknown to us. The finality is haunting. Excellent work, J. 💖💖💖🙏
Ah, that last line hit hard :( How many have fallen in just the same way? You wrote that with such tenderness and care. Wonderfully done.