Sweet Serendipity

I was only cleaning up after his mess. I didn’t think I would happen to come across this clandestine present. It was a cerulean box, small and square. Upon finding it, immediately I was discombobulated. I begin to think about all of the things it could be, fluctuating between an anniversary present or something much more important. I ran my fingers over the white silky ribbon tied neatly in a bow shape. The sensation that spread throughout my body started to take over. I shouldn’t. I know I shouldn’t open it. But I had to. I had to do this surreptitiously; he could not know that I had found this. I pulled the left side of the ribbon and watched it as it came apart. It was mesmerizing and entrancing, I could not stop. I had stripped the first layer off and all that was left to do was to lift the top off. In one smooth motion, the lid was off. Instantly, in a halcyon state, I had no words. It was the most beautiful ring I have ever laid my eyes on, the sunlight illuminated on it just perfectly. It was glowing from all angles. It was sweet serendipity that I could not wait to put on.

Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die tomorrow.

Life

Sunlight
It has been ten years. Ten years lost. I felt the scar that was permanently etched into my forehead, the jagged bumps raised as I ran my fingers over it. I remembered the rush of the car running into mine, the feeling of losing myself as my seatbelt had broken off, snapped and flung into the air. My body propelled through the glass, the sharp broken pieces pierced into my body, blood trickled down every surface. Then, like a bad movie, I remembered hitting the floor miles away from my damaged car, and then nothing.
I had woken up to my mother smiling, not just a regular smile, but a smile that had stretched from one ear to the other. The room was bright, with white lights that shined in my eyes like headlights in the middle of the night. Tears started to pour out of her eyes as she grabbed me with her smooth hands that seemed unfamiliar when she first touched me. Something sweet started to fill my nose, what was it? Flowers, it smelled faint, but strong enough to have brought back a familiar feeling of warmth. I started to hear commotions, people rushed into my room screaming, “I can’t believe she woke up!”
Leaving the hospital was a memory worth remembering. I recorded everything that was happening around me. I walked out of the sliding doors and felt the suns rays hit my skin, it was hot, hot beams that made its way throughout my entire body. It was bright, forcing me to squint my eyes, hard to see through the light that covered the world like a blanket. I could see things vividly, the bright greens on the leaves shot out and the rainbow of cars lined up in the parking lot. Then I saw something that was unfamiliar. It was a field filled with nothing but a few flowers. Something took over my body, something wanted me to run, and so I did.
I felt the breeze hit me, a wind tunnel with warm air pushing against my skin. I reached the edge of the field where green grass met the gray pavement. I kicked off the blue shoes that were suffocating my feet and ripped off my jacket as I made a dash into the unknown. I stepped over the line of safety and felt the sharp yet soft grass hit the soles of my feet; I felt it make its way through my toes. I saw the flowers, the dandelions and sunflowers that gave life to the world. They took over the insides of my body, filled it with the smell of sweet life blossoming. I collapsed to the ground; I had hit the earth and barely made a dent. I felt the indent of my body into the dirt beneath me. The grass took me, engulfed me into the earth, blooming me to let me enjoy life once again. The sun gave me energy as the warm rays hit my face and I smiled. I smiled for hours as I laid there.
Something was wrong, something wasn’t right. The world just disappeared and it was black again. I was stuck in this world of emptiness and it was all just a dream.

A Villanelle for a not so special occasion

Hospitals

Never have I seen a more extraordinary place,
never have I been more shocked to see,
never will there be a more shocking space.

There are those that linger through with grace,
watching over a place like a dead sea.
Never have I seen a place with a kinder embrace.

The ones that have passed away now travel through a race,
running through the halls and not a person can see.
Never will there be a more shocking space.

There are the ones that stand by in sickness waiting for a blessing grace,
from someone above or someone willing to help them be.
Never have I seen a place with a kinder embrace.

However there will be the ones that are not so lucky in this place,
the ones not as fortunate than some that survive for another day to see.
Never will there be a more shocking space.

One must hope that in this space,
people all find the survival key.
Never have I seen a place with a kinder embrace.
Never will there be a more shocking space.