Her eyes were filled with burning tears… She hasn’t heard good news in a while, and she hasn’t read about something good happening in this world..
So she ran away to her colours, where she felt safe in the arms of her peaceful world… pure world… Her compassionate world…
She transformed into a floating leaf, singing with the rest of these shady greens of the trees… Warming the birds hiding within…
And then she danced with the golden sands, touching the whites of the fluffy clouds, the soft fur of her sleeping cat…
She then became A ray of the sun, transparent but bright, indulged in the velvety depth of the ocean’s blue, and twirled with the waves. She lit the depth of that mysterious darkness, discovering the gems in the brightly coloured fish, the laughing sound of a naughty dolphin, and the haunting notes of the singing whale…
No humans she met, that’s why her world is peacefully kept
No humans she found, hence the purity was above and beyond
No humans she breathed, no screams she heard
The reverence of the colours was all she needed
She then woke up to the thundering sound
In a hollow ground
A raining sky
With the darkest of reds
Where humans bled
She cried for them
As they laughed
So she left them behind
They saw her transform
To the silver of the moon
This time
