In the field of Wildflowers
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In the field of wildflowers, the sweet smell of complete serenity surrounds me.
Watching the mountains eclipse the sunset, I lay atop a woven bed of poppies and cornflowers-my knees and white ruffly dress stained by the green of the grass.
The warm gentle rays of sun caress my face, holding me within the sun's gaze as the sky lights up in a tsunami of oranges, reds, blues, yellows, pinks. and purples.
Bees come and go, welcoming me to their sanctuary of nectar, landing next to me, ruffling the petals of flowers.
birds chirp, and butterflies flutter on the waves of the gentle wind, carrying the sweet smell of serenity.
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© Rynne
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In the field of wildflowers, the sweet smell of complete serenity surrounds me.
Watching the mountains eclipse the sunset, I lay atop a woven bed of poppies and cornflowers-my knees and white ruffly dress stained by the green of the grass.
The warm gentle rays of sun caress my face, holding me within the sun's gaze as the sky lights up in a tsunami of oranges, reds, blues, yellows, pinks. and purples.
Bees come and go, welcoming me to their sanctuary of nectar, landing next to me, ruffling the petals of flowers.
birds chirp, and butterflies flutter on the waves of the gentle wind, carrying the sweet smell of serenity.
◍____✿____◍
__________
© Rynne
#writco #writcopoem #writcoapp