There is no time to be bored in a world as beautiful as this

There is no time to be bored in a world as beautiful as this
He announced to the sidewalk
The sun finally crawling out from behind
It’s fortress of clouds and the ground still
Wet and smokey from the storm.
As the winds blow, they carry the
Newborn melody of chirping birds,
Sometimes the screech of children and laughter.
At every ending the storyline shifts and
In the scramble all that exists falls back
On itself finding its own perfect place.
His smile is the applause and he carries it with him
As he walks perpetually between the light and the darkness.

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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