spunky22
02-19-2004, 12:41 AM
The vibrant pinks and oranges screamed against the naked blues of the sky which dissolved from light to dark as if an artist’s paint brushes had loftily swept them together. The single black silhouette of a man violently shrouded a pastel orange as he stood facing upward, pleading seemingly with the sky. Suddenly the man collapsed to his knees, he lay down and cradled against mother earth, a single tear made its way through the man’s dirt caked face and fell to the ground, bonding him there.
Finally, he lay down, after years of wandering he let himself lay down. He hugged the earth close, and as he started like an animal he would end. Wet grass was suppressed under his self, and he could see an enchanting fuchsia flower about an arms link away. But, given his luck, the flower was most definitely out of his reach, just as everything else had been. The tears were still falling, now harder. Why must I cry? The man questioned himself intensely; he knew he was only wasting water. The man stretched out his legs and let himself just be. He was there, only sharing company with mother earth and he bounty. After a lifetime he was going back to where he came from. He could feel it in his bones. They were coming for him.
Finally, he lay down, after years of wandering he let himself lay down. He hugged the earth close, and as he started like an animal he would end. Wet grass was suppressed under his self, and he could see an enchanting fuchsia flower about an arms link away. But, given his luck, the flower was most definitely out of his reach, just as everything else had been. The tears were still falling, now harder. Why must I cry? The man questioned himself intensely; he knew he was only wasting water. The man stretched out his legs and let himself just be. He was there, only sharing company with mother earth and he bounty. After a lifetime he was going back to where he came from. He could feel it in his bones. They were coming for him.