good morning

Rays of sunlight crept through the tall curtains,

casting a warm brown light into the room.

The light crawled along the mahogany floor,

transforming the room into a sepia-toned picture of peace.

Specks of dust floated about lazily,

basking in the glorious warmth of the light.

The ruffle of the blanket momentarily disturbed the quaint silence

as he turned to escape the sun in his eyes.

It was a fiery red beneath the eyelids,

signaling the dawn of a new day.

life happens

the forest of efil sat in a quivering silence,

leaves lay strewn on the floor, pondering the days when they were green and full of life.

an army of ants marched on by the little trickling stream, frighteningly close to the water's edge but never falling in.

all of a sudden the forest of efil was ablaze

the fire crackled through the air,

but the trees didn't burn.

the ground was scorched,

but it didn't blacken.

a terrifying wind screamed through the air,

but the leaves didn't rustle.

and then all was silent again.

nobody quite understood what had just happened,

but the forest of efil still remained.