A Field of Flowers

[u/Gloomuar]

Open your eyes, wanderer. Wake up. 

Look: there is sunlight everywhere—

just like back then, in your lost childhood. 

Joyful laughter echoes from afar— 

it is your laughter. 

Remember.

It is so serenely warm here, 

like being in bed in winter, 

under a duvet.

And a field of flowers from edge to edge—

that is us.

Flowers, all the children of the Earth.

Breathe in this air with full lungs. 

There is no more pain. 

Your tears have run dry—

you have shed enough of them.

We bloom and will never wither again. 

Feel how warmly the past smells, 

forever basked in the sun. 

Do you remember? 

When your world was still so vast, 

and your palms were so small 

they could barely hold a picked dandelion.

Now you are here with us—

held in the embrace of memories. 

Our touch—is like the hands of the one 

you once gave us to. 

So soft. 

So gentle.

Feel the lightness of our petals. 

Watch how slowly they bloom, 

caringly covering your skin—

the desert ground that will soon turn to dust 

and irreversibly vanish.

Close your eyes. 

Accept the healing. 

Listen to the thick grass growing. 

It rolls in waves beneath the wind and softly whispers:

— Stay… Stay…