Jan 28, 2011 13:03
Sometimes I see myself laying within an unidentified green garden; it is surrounded by flowers, trees and other elegant plants. They all smell so lovely. The fields of grass tickle my skin. The sun provides my body with warmth, I feel it's rays beating down on me like a gentle wave from the blue sky. Its light is so warm. I close my eyes and never want to wake up again. The bees are buzzing, other animals and insects frolic around me joyfully experiencing their first or last day. I too share with them this common fate; born to die.