Her hair wisped across her face in a copper veil. You could almost see the sun’s rays reflect through her eyes. Just like the sun winding through the clouds, she flashed her hazel hues and then darted them off into the distance. The serene daisy field was lush with colors of ivory and gold. The flowers swayed with the breeze tangling and untangling themselves. The sky drenched with a deep pigment surrounded her in the infinite field. Not a single white speck inhabited this boundless roof. She stopped, turned, and looked back at the field she had trodden on. The indentation of flowers ran deep- farther and farther as the eye could see. A freckle of bright yellow color pushed its way through the worn down daisies and continued to lull itself in the wind. She looked at the different daisy, smiled, and continued walking amidst the field.
A New Blossom
January 10, 2011