Comfortable
warm socks
blanket up to my chin
eyes closed
curled up in bed
see a tunnel
walls of lapis luzuli
sparkling
walk up to the light at the end of it
beautiful grass like a Monet painting
dirt path through it leads to a creek
wind blows through my hair
walk down to the creek
birds chirp in the distance
creek water is cool
soft river rocks massage my feet
walk towards my willow tree
under my tree I sit
grateful
thankful
love
soft grass beneath me
smell the fresh air
so tired
relaxed
contemplative
this is my meditative place
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Flags flew freely in the summer breeze. They consisted of a gray and white human brain against a black background. Scales of gold sat just overtop the image of the organ. The sun rose at just the zenith and shared its light and warmth with the attendees to one of the country-states’ greatest accomplishments: the graduation of two women who had been in a halfway house and found their passions for art design and communications. Mala and Sheltham looked on with sunglasses and cheered the graduates. With the knowledge they had months to go before being up on that stage, they looked at each other and grinned. After the ceremony, they walked into a pizza restaurant that fit their budgets.
By Skyler Saunders5 days ago in Chapters
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