Sun Rays peered from their post, and reaching too far, slipped and plummeted to Earth; Gravity hungrily gobbled Rays, Heat spreading as the two merged. Invisible fiery strands had never met such a beautiful Force, and they licked up every piece of Earth on the way down. And those Sun Rays dove deep deep to where Earth ceased to be solid, but churned and turned in Warmth.
Door open. Click. Door shut. Bare Feet with Painted Toes stretched forth, wiggling about to feel the cool breeze. The feet padded across the warm pavement -- picking up dust and succumbing to Pebbles nibbling upon soft flesh. Step step step. Stop. Car zooms by. Step step step and Grass. Short, stiff Grass struggles against all Tree -- heavy leaves, mangled roots, and fallen spiny shells; Grass has to be strong to live in those conditions. Foot arches as spines press into skin, toes curling under. Lighter, quicker steps now.
Earth spins very very slowly as it churns. Clouds amble along the forever summer sky, catching stray clumsy Rays in its light hammock.
Sand. Painted Toes dig in with relief, diving eagerly into softer, smaller Pebbles, tugging the rest of Foot along. Plop. Toes pull entire Body down, and they all relax together as Gravity kisses both Sun and Bum.
As more and more of those curious Rays fall from space, Clouds become heavy. This new weight is sad and hard -- a cloud only wishes to lie in the sky, unbothered in her sea of blue. Tears swell with the arrival of more unwelcome guests.
Drip. Drop.
Splat. A cold, wet tear splashes upon Warm skin. Goosebumps raise in surprise, then resistance. Shivers race as another drop slams onto Nose. The cold seeps into rosy skin, and the trail of bumps pulls Toes from their sandy fort. Feet become uncomfortable and prepare for reaction.
Cloud could not be consoled. Tender and young, her view lasts only minutes ahead, and those minutes have been spoiled by Strangers.
Unbothered, Earth tilts into her slow and joyful circle, still churning soupy warmth below.
Body pushes up, and Feet dig down into dry, untouched sand. And now out into the air. And back down. Step.Step.Step. Quickly beneath weepy Cloud.
The guilty Rays, fallen from their post, leap from the grieved cloud, ashamed. Refuge awaits.
Earth folds upon herself in splendid bliss below.
Door open. Click. Door shut. Bare Feet with Painted Toes stretched forth, wiggling about to feel the cool breeze. The feet padded across the warm pavement -- picking up dust and succumbing to Pebbles nibbling upon soft flesh. Step step step. Stop. Car zooms by. Step step step and Grass. Short, stiff Grass struggles against all Tree -- heavy leaves, mangled roots, and fallen spiny shells; Grass has to be strong to live in those conditions. Foot arches as spines press into skin, toes curling under. Lighter, quicker steps now.
Earth spins very very slowly as it churns. Clouds amble along the forever summer sky, catching stray clumsy Rays in its light hammock.
Sand. Painted Toes dig in with relief, diving eagerly into softer, smaller Pebbles, tugging the rest of Foot along. Plop. Toes pull entire Body down, and they all relax together as Gravity kisses both Sun and Bum.
As more and more of those curious Rays fall from space, Clouds become heavy. This new weight is sad and hard -- a cloud only wishes to lie in the sky, unbothered in her sea of blue. Tears swell with the arrival of more unwelcome guests.
Drip. Drop.
Splat. A cold, wet tear splashes upon Warm skin. Goosebumps raise in surprise, then resistance. Shivers race as another drop slams onto Nose. The cold seeps into rosy skin, and the trail of bumps pulls Toes from their sandy fort. Feet become uncomfortable and prepare for reaction.
Cloud could not be consoled. Tender and young, her view lasts only minutes ahead, and those minutes have been spoiled by Strangers.
Unbothered, Earth tilts into her slow and joyful circle, still churning soupy warmth below.
Body pushes up, and Feet dig down into dry, untouched sand. And now out into the air. And back down. Step.Step.Step. Quickly beneath weepy Cloud.
The guilty Rays, fallen from their post, leap from the grieved cloud, ashamed. Refuge awaits.
Earth folds upon herself in splendid bliss below.
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Erika, I love you.
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