Waterfall

The ground is damp, ferns and flowering bushes abound. Tree ferns rise up, sheltering under the shading branches of mighty trees. Birds sing with careless abandon. Butterflies flit about in motes of sunlight. Water gurgles happily over the stones in the stream bed. It winds its way between the trees it nurtures. He follows its journey; sliding down mossy banks, over boulders and rocky outcrops to the cool deep pool at its base. His toes touch the water, then his body slides all the way in. The touch of cool water feels like moonbeams on his skin. He glides to the base of the rocks, stands to feel the water pound down upon his shoulders. A graceful bound brings him to a moss-covered boulder. The sun beams down through the trees’ gentle shelter, kissing his golden skinned limbs with warmth.

He turns his welcoming smile to the lights’ embrace.

The world slows… stops… and fades.

Artwork by the lovely Karen

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