By all accounts, spring is here to stay
There they grow, rushing up the wall.
He walks the dark path alone.
One by one the petals drop
I was tired and i couldn't sit at home for another second because I knew it would be chaos as soon as they walked in the door. So I left. I walked to the pond with my hair wet and my body wrapped in a thin blanket. I sat on a cold park bench hoping to just sit in peace and watch the beautiful sunset. It was gorgeous and incredible, how quickly the vibrant colors in the sky changed. As it got darker not only did I watch, I listened. I heard the ducks quacking and birds chirping. I heard the generator roar over every little peaceful thing. I heard sirens howl, getting closer, then finally drifting away. I heard cars race by like time was flying. and in that moment, I didn't find peace. I found the chaos. Not once did I hear complete silence and enjoy the mesmerizing sunset. The world will never stop when pain comes crashing down. I realized, in the short trip across the street, how to find beauty in the chaos and silence in the noise
Pink ponies and fuchsia mares
Juicy grape-like hyacinths,
Nourishing is this darkness, and damp.
I want to take selfie when I'm by the sea