A poem originally written for and published in Any Segment Magazine
Come closer, child
There’s nothing to be scared of
She whispered, smiling
She was still like a tree
A tree, having a beautiful dream
I took a step towards her
And held her hand
I was not afraid
I felt free, as I looked at her hair
Dancing like a wildflower in the summer air
Welcome, child, she whispered
All we need is here
We don’t have to change anything
We only need to water the seeds
And watch them turn into wildflowers
And just listen
Listen to the song they are dancing to
It’s coming from the birds, the tiny robins
They come here everyday
They sing and the flowers dance
And everything comes to life
Everything becomes eternal
And this is how the story goes, my child, she whispered
As I slowly drifted off into sleep
Still hearing the song and feeling the wind
She closed the book
“Beautiful Mind”, it was called
And those were the words I repeated in my mind
Until I was in a place made of wildflowers
They were dancing in the summer air
I was still like a tree
A tree, having a beautiful dream