Inspired by laying in a meadow of purple flowers…
Becoming one with the flowers…
An ant half the size of me crawls up my back, but just as quickly scurries on away from my body;
A fuzzy bumblebee tickles my cheeks, searching for pollen;
I slurp up the sun’s rays, devouring them like a big bowl of hot soup on a cool day;
I am a flower, letting the world take its course around me.
2 thoughts on “A Purple Crocus”
Beautiful! I love your shoes, too!