juunana

Footsteps walking over sparkling grass, feet so gracefully tangling their toes with the green holmes, making the fresh and silver fluid embrace each of them, laying them down a cosy floor, toes so peacefully collecting a shade of glitter to be spread on the bare feet. Silken cloth followed each step, soaken in water already, making the grass shine through it as if it was put under thin paper. The birds were chearping, announcing the day, praising the beauty of life, sun woke up silently, taking the glitenning off the ground, drying the flowers´ watercrystals, starting a new circle of life. Those two perfect feet kept wandering, straigh