My heart beats like the steady rhythm of waves caressing the sand
The grass beneath me still cool & damp from mornings fragile dew
I lay with eyes closed
The suns warmth embracing me as a child of its own
Soothed by a gentle breeze and nothing but the sounds of birds chirping in the distance
No amount of science or money could convince me the sky was falling
My world held no doubt or fear
No hatred or pain
Only the sweet breath of serenity to envelope my existence
And yet, the sky was falling
Crashing down around me with the rage of an angry god
Taking back the gifts he bestowed
All was as a muffled buzzing too low to register
I am blind to the cracks in the blue or the falling clouds around me
I am deaf to the screams of terror as the world splits in pieces
I feel nothing of the quivering ground beneath me
Ready to give way at any moment
As if I’d been preparing for this moment all my life
And had chosen this place in the grass to bring peace at the end of the world
I know my time is coming
The air will turn solid and rip the breath from my lungs
The ground will cave under my weight and bury me alive
The clouds will fill and grow cold
Raining down deadly shards of ice to pierce through my body
I know this, but I stay
My eyes still closed and my feet buried in the grass
Toes and fingers curling around each blade
Feeling the suns warmth on my skin that is no longer there
Maybe these memories will stay with me when I am gone
Maybe the last moments of the world are all we get to keep
This is the moment I’ve chosen to keep
I want the sun, the breeze, the grass, to live on in me forever.
About the Creator
Rii Pierce
(She/her.)Words have inexplicable power. ONE word has the power to change any situation just as quickly as it takes to form. Avid writer, voracious reader, compelled activist, and anxious creator, I am newly embracing what I have to offer.
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