Summertime sadness

Imagine ... a meadow
Flowers of rainbow colors grow wild
The weed that tickles your wad
The moonlight lights up its entire meadow
You feel the warm breeze against your bare arms
Your dress matches all the colors of nature
The ground feels soft like clouds under your feet
The trees dance to the music in your head
The horizon is approaching the pace of your walk
Imagine ... a meadow
Where your psyche feels at its best
Around the flowers
The trees
The silence
And the moonlight that lights up your whole world.

- M.p