***
Dedicated to the amazing queenb816, who has never held back her words, and shares what she truly feels- not for anyone but for her.
You have inspired me to share my own heart, and I hope that you continue to share your gift with a community who respects and admires you and your integrity as an author and a human being. #FIXWP2K17 FIXWP2K17
Breathe, and let go
gaze upon the fields and the forests and
the falls
let the peaks entrance you in their splendor
encapsulate yourself in the sweet embrace of the skies
Stop, and be entranced
stand tall with the weight of the world beneath your feet
sleep beneath the stars and tread beneath treetops
walk through the willows and thorns and brambles alike
Stay, and be transformed
feel the wind lick your flesh
let the rush of its nothingness rattle your bones
succumb to the perversely pleasurable sting,
enjoy the cloying ache of feeling alive.
Sit, and breathe in the world
***
YOU ARE READING
Hyacinths and Biscuits
Non-FictionA collection of short stories/journals/one-shots/memoirs/etc. Most has been written from one clear moment of inspiration, I never write them because I feel I should, only when the words need to escape. Some are products of writers block, or previo...
