Notes

She ran deep into the forest as though the deeper she went, the further away from reality she was
She ran with no intent to reach the fastest speed, although, her velocity dared to increase as her eagerness to escape overwhelmed not only
her mind, but the very consciousness of her toes. Oh how they seemed to have a mind of their own
Egging her to keep up with them

Lavender kissed the tips of her fingers, as toppling tall strands of greenery surpassed her height, making her feel submerged amongst
the organic grains that brushed against her skin. Nature seemed to caress her face with the gentleness of a new mother, whose sole purpose was to consolidate her chid, with only a mothers touch.

Father, Faster, Go! Now is the moment. Now is me, with the luscious deep leaves, so silky and smooth. Now is I. And the scent of fresh flowers and
a breeze with the aroma of salty waters. Strong, yet its subtle airiness felt reassuring. Almost reassuring her to keep going. Jump, skip, dance through this time with nature. As when your legs have wilted, when the wind no longer whistles, when the bees no longer hum, when the tide is beckoned by its own tiredness, you shall retire to the restlessness of what's left of you. Of your now aged and worn-out shell that too has turned a new leaf. You will shrivel and reflect upon this momentary bliss and relish within it. Oh how freedom felt so soft on the soles of my feet. And how so cold the grounds gravel will be when I have been yielded to natures final call. Though she supposes it doesn't matter of her impending fate. There will forever be this moment, that lingers in the past. A girl amongst the greenery , on a fretting point in her minuscular Monday, in a momentary march. On a warm summers day.