Trees are always better with someone else...
in a rather artistic mood i guess, kinda bored as well. so i wrote this wondering if anyone could guess what the hell i am talking about in it. you might have to think pretty deeply on some parts though, but i know, in a sense it cant be hard to guess the personification of my inspiration. I <3 my Timofy.
read it. leave a comment-->take a guess at what i mean. it'll be interesting for my bored summer ass.:)
there's a level of silence sharing the room with me tonight. i'm not sure when the tapping of keys, the hum of the computer, and the noise of the fan became silence but oddly it feels close enough to it. i cant help but look out my window at the place i want to be. trees are so much better when you have someone to climb them with though. there's something magical in the way your body presses against each branch in an attempt not to fall off with every movement, every breeze. your racing mind slowly slows down as it takes in the enormity of the situation: the tree itself is huge, dwarfing you quite easily...but at the same time calling you into it. but when you reach the top you feel on top of the world, and every breath, every sigh, every moan and creak of the wind through the branches is something you never want to forget. and the color of the sky looking intently back at you; its beautiful the way the sun smiles as you look up, so brilliant that you cannot stare for long, for fear your eyes might fade and your overflowing heart might burst. the branches shudder with each movement, and attempt to regain balance from each tremble the wind instills. they press hard and fim beneath you, giving you the most amazing and comforting sense of being supported and being protected, being admired; needed; wanted. its amazing to look down and see something so great and strong and beautiful beneath you: its like nothing else i've ever felt before.
and from the top, when you're finally ready, you leap with a scream of freefalling delight as you watch the ground come more quickly up beneath you. as you land at the base of the tree, surrounded by a stream of leaves that swim all around you. swallow deeply and take in the beauty of every second, cause i don't want to miss a thing.
you breathe this breeze so deeply, i only wish i could draw you closer. but trees will never move on their own, you must always come to them. watch out for dead branches that could make you fall....but gentle voices and a calm head can easily talk you around them.
i want to lay under this tree and watch as the leaves come down upon me in a moment of sheer amazing connection with something so natural at heart. <3
read it. leave a comment-->take a guess at what i mean. it'll be interesting for my bored summer ass.:)
there's a level of silence sharing the room with me tonight. i'm not sure when the tapping of keys, the hum of the computer, and the noise of the fan became silence but oddly it feels close enough to it. i cant help but look out my window at the place i want to be. trees are so much better when you have someone to climb them with though. there's something magical in the way your body presses against each branch in an attempt not to fall off with every movement, every breeze. your racing mind slowly slows down as it takes in the enormity of the situation: the tree itself is huge, dwarfing you quite easily...but at the same time calling you into it. but when you reach the top you feel on top of the world, and every breath, every sigh, every moan and creak of the wind through the branches is something you never want to forget. and the color of the sky looking intently back at you; its beautiful the way the sun smiles as you look up, so brilliant that you cannot stare for long, for fear your eyes might fade and your overflowing heart might burst. the branches shudder with each movement, and attempt to regain balance from each tremble the wind instills. they press hard and fim beneath you, giving you the most amazing and comforting sense of being supported and being protected, being admired; needed; wanted. its amazing to look down and see something so great and strong and beautiful beneath you: its like nothing else i've ever felt before.
and from the top, when you're finally ready, you leap with a scream of freefalling delight as you watch the ground come more quickly up beneath you. as you land at the base of the tree, surrounded by a stream of leaves that swim all around you. swallow deeply and take in the beauty of every second, cause i don't want to miss a thing.
you breathe this breeze so deeply, i only wish i could draw you closer. but trees will never move on their own, you must always come to them. watch out for dead branches that could make you fall....but gentle voices and a calm head can easily talk you around them.
i want to lay under this tree and watch as the leaves come down upon me in a moment of sheer amazing connection with something so natural at heart. <3