Gleam

[pistolstar]

I see the spires of buildings
along the treeline at sunrise
the city beyond
blue towers, bridges sparkling
everything is clean and bright

I am surrounded by emerald
the hills roll and fall
blossoms fold into eachother
and rebloom
full and heavy

Soon I will walk
the plush land of the kingdom
near the stone ledge
the weeping willow

I will find the joyous crystal
and trap myself in the moment
seeing for miles
all that is mine.