The water flowed slowly, the turns and slopes were gentle. The garden built in a desert had a small pond. The heart clicked and the mind opened a door, it was afternoon and the sun high, the clock ran slow. A life was felt in the chest and a voice called out 'careful, cateful'.
There were noises, songs of the birds and from the leaves that swayed to the subtle breeze. Responses are different when the feelings feel safe, the breeze sang softly through the leaves. Open the self up sang the birds the time had always been right. The chains were always invisible, the water rippled joining them, its shivering and flowing spread a deep warm sensation to the song that yet seemed fragile.
The stars hidden in the glowing rays of sun stood still applauding this mesmerizing afternoon.
The chest now felt the pain through the simplicity and beauty of the music. Tears rolled down as they couldn't understand the light that music bought. I laughed. I felt like a fool.