It was the same city I had grown up to know, yet now the same glistening shade and gleaming sunshine turned into unbearable heat and unrelenting shadows. In the same great towers and nuanced streets that I would regularly explore turned into a gross division in class and race which then turned into gross grief that equally created disarray and loss in all. A shy nuisance that hid away from the majestic skyscrapers that never cease to shadow the idyllic forest, the roads that cover the peaceful ponds, and the many structures hiding the sky’s conciliate of clouds.
Object- there was none. Most would be poisoned with the remarks of mortal dullness, gossip, and dyspepsia. One sees what they want to see and what was sawn was the outline of distant nature. But the eye of the traveler blazes bright through them all. A bond had been corded between use and sensations of fervor had sparked to life gifting tremor to those around.
A sunrise, plaguing the hints of darkness and gifting serenity to the dull landscape of the rainforest, assuring the deep dark caves, the bone idle trees, and water flowing in a pattern of a golden eternal braid that however dark the night prevailed light would always break through chasing away the shadows of the past. Quickly thereafter a shimmering gold disk began to climb up with its splattering colors growing more vivid in passing time until it finally found its place in the softness of the solemn sky. A ray of skylight shone a pathway to the soul of the sky.
An expanse of mountains, layered with a traces of trees, green, yellow, scarlet and orange, but their bare tops were scarfed and betrothed with snow. It was as if an angel had laid to rest on this ground and instead of fleeing away after its slumber it chose to stay and it chose to grow and twinkle. From jagged rocky outlooks, puddles filtered with white powder, and in the fields, we could see the amber glint of rivers and the occasional mirror-like flash of a mountain lake. The glorious white pyramids seemed unreachable but still a delicate beauty, one that you would never attempt to garner but instead sit back and envelope into your gaze.
A desert, littered with infinite expanses of dunes and bright summer glazes. Empty, but not barren, enjoying an endless stream of sand that crumbles upon touch, which retells a glorious orange hue hiding secrets of scurrying animals and bright plants. Under the painful exterior hides moments of ambrosia, in a quiet oasis. The heat race in the parse shrubbery, creating an ever-changing mosaic of light and dark,, and with it a juxtaposed melody and chorus of the sheltered winds across the valley.
A meadow, hosting wildflowers as a cacophony of color on the fading green: pink daisies, blue cornflowers, red poppies, and cute, cliche sunflowers. There was no coordination like the displays in town, just a wild dance of hues decided upon by the wind. A lush breeze swept over me, carousing around the tall grasses, hopping over the chatter of a lonely brook, and dancing over the trees of pine coves before finally flying into the clear blue hum of the sky. Every few minutes a cloud would float and float away, and before long I would keep track like counting white sheep before bedtime. A lullaby that lulled me to sleep in the luster of sunshine.
A sunset, trancing shimmering platinum and sparkling white nuances of land were bathed in the whip of misty water churning the ground to froth amongst the barkless trees of sunset. Sprout above where the sky was basting deep hues of pink and lilac, the water light and dark blue as the sunset, the breath-taking golden sunset sets in the wide eternal ocean. Sinking in this chalice I spied the moon painting the silhouettes of trees in the background of a starry night. Just behind me was a mystical ocean of whales, sharks, and dolphins, unsettling but somehow proved to be captivating my soul towards the heart of the sea.
Thousands of mountains to venture, a thousand beaches to dip your feet in, a thousand deserts to traverse, thousands of meadows to get lost on, a thousand stunning grasslands, and an infinite amount of sunrises and sunsets to appreciate. Countless soul captivating, heart-wrenching, mind-boggling idyllic scenes to see. And all of it is out there.
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