through a spectre hoping to become anything but what society forces it to be.
she holds a petaled moonflower knowing a firefly’s light shines differently if they choose it.
a fox finds the brush it knows to lead it to the path whispering meadow,
it’s okay to taste hue a grave asks someone else to hold sacred.
immortality becomes a light casting waters that find their way back onto the grey a sunflower gives up,
hoping indifference cuts regret.
she walks away from alls and nothings until her heart walks her back into the sunset whispering her name
through how a rain bows just to make sure her soul knows the sky is listening.
💙 blue
Step into the Evergarden–
I wish the best for you anyway 🔑
Step into the Evergarden-
I wish the best for you anyway 🗝