B. from the dog at the door
I lay in the soft green grass, watching the wind shake the delicate petals around me.
For every brief moment i think I want to stay here forever and never flee.
I’m taken back by the quiet trickles of water i here flowing in the stream.
I watch a brittle leaf fall into the damp bliss letting the stream take it on its course
At this moment I feel no remorse,
Because maybe the key to life is embracing what comes your way even if it’s at full force.
