Flowers of beauty. Vibrance I see. Bright and beautiful. Fragrance and glee. Grown from the dirt. Earth underground. From the darkest of place. to reach up to the clouds. From what darkness does your beauty grow?
Drifting floating across an ocean of green, rolling, undulating, flowing, beneath the endless blue. Soft like a velvet blanket. Endless beyond the dreams. How can you relax more than you are?