Embraced by Autumn, Kissed by Blood, - a writing piece - |
Embraced by Autumn, Kissed by Blood, - a writing piece - |
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A bought a journal a few weeks ago, and it had the most beautiful cover I have ever seen. It's a Japanese screen with red leaves on it and plants and stuff, and it inspired me to write this in the very first entry:
Never have I seen such stretching branches of heavenly, pulsing veins of vibrant color. Such beauty consists of crimson leaves embraced by autumn and kissed by blood. I see an interrogating sense of unknown mood in the sunlit outline of detailed fragrance. This place, this landscape --- it is indescribable, but my eyes are stuck to its wonderful trance and I run my fingers over a smooth sheet of air, covering the land. It blows, slightly, a brisk sense of relief, and I sleep silently beneath the crimson leaves. Part II (edited): . . . It is time to sleep beneath the sweet leaves and beneath the painted sky which holds every love in every star withn its womb. This sky sparkled involuntarily, a layer of sweet air covering it. I will bring my paint to this very sky with my immortal thoughts, and someday I will bring others to paint with me. This will never finish, for the sky is endless, nor will it fade, for the sky is endless with love and hate and hopes and dreams . . . I will bring my memories and plant them in the eternal soil, and they will grow, becoming sunlit by golden streaks. I hope to see this tree of memories become tall with elaborate beauty and finesse. This tree will speak to the visitors which roam in this vast, vast land . . . Do you know what the paint is made of now? --- Not very long; it's neither a poem nor a story... just random, I guess? Heh.. enjoy! |
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