I love the earth,
The trees,
The plants,
The life.
I love the earth,
The way the bugs buzz
The way the birds chirp,
The way the frogs croak.
I love the earth,
The way the weeping willows sway,
The way the birds fly, wings spread out.
I love the earth,
The smell of freshly cut grass,
The way the trees sway,
The sound of birds chirping,
The fresh air,
The feel of the wind,
Circling around my hand.
I love the earth.
Posted in response to the challenge Earth Day 2024.
Willow's Well is a well that is said to grant wishes-at least, that's what the locals say. You can only make one wish though, and it's likely it'll never come true, for the Well is said to only ever grant a worthy wish.
Words drift by me, leading up to the great night sky. I watch them, all spiraling from an open book. The book has a sort of magic coming from it, an essence. I walk toward the book and hold out my hand above it. In my palm appears a word.
My parents gasp. The sun fades from view. I take off my glasses.
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