Mackenzie 101

After running circles, and dodging rocks,
blistered hands, and torn up socks,
I had finally reached the end.
Standing in the middle of the old dirt road,
my mind was at peace,
for I thought I returned home,

I sat quietly on the beach minding my own business.
I watched as the waves washed over the dampened sand.
The sun glistened on the pebbles, and the clouds moved ever so slowly.
The beach was quiet, but my thoughts were loud. 

I walked through the forest at dusk. I could hear the faint sound of an owl calling my name as I stumbled over fallen trees. It was dark, yet I knew of the clearing ahead of me. I kept walking, trying to avoid tree branches slowly threatening me.

Sprung up from the dead of daylight, reemerging into consciousness, she blooms.
Filled with golden energy, the challenge of growth is taken on.