I have found my safe haven, my spirit world. I followed the ghost into their past. Their clues showed me my future. The golden gate closes softly. How do they know how long until it opens again? The ripples make peace between the boats and water. The school of fish forms a line for food. When it's spotted the fastest one gets a meal. How can they tell the fish, how can they tell that people watch them? Amazed by their color. Live for their taste. Ripples. One problem can cause a shift to all. Nature and its multiple colors. The shades of blue to green. The blend in contrast to the most opposite colors. I need this place. I have found my peace.
About the Creator
Queen Jordan
A catapillar surrounded by butterflies
•with patience my true beauty will show•
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