Map The Soul // (Open)
Jan 15, 2012 22:06:39 GMT -5
Post by L△LIA on Jan 15, 2012 22:06:39 GMT -5
I don't wanna live through winter
I can't stand to see everything ending
I'll just stand on the meadow
I'll be taken by sunbeams
So goodbyeThe sunshine sings outside your bedroom window with the seduction of a siren until you give into its call, throwing your front door open and sprinting into the day barefoot and ecstatic. Your hands twitch impatiently, as if sensing a magnetic pull with everything you pass by. Now? They ask. "Not yet," you whisper back in a tone that promises the wait will be worth it. Now? Your hands insist once more, frustrated at every opportunity you seem to pass by. You just shake your head in response and smile knowingly to yourself until pavement turns to sun-baked earth beneath your feet. "Now."
The first thing you do is curl your toes into the soil with a sigh of blissful contentment. Then you're dropping to your knees, the hem of your lace dress billowing out as the air rushes up to greet you, as though sharing your excitement. Here the grass grows wild and untamed, rustling softly as you run your fingers through it, searching for —
Here, your hands say, jolting to a stop. The grass beneath your fingertips seems to be a particularly vivid shade of green, but you're not so easily convinced, inspecting it with a critical eye until your hands grow so frustrated with your indecision that they become defiant. With a tug, they pull the strands taut, lacing fingers between the blades and giving them a twist. You laugh in response, settling into your seat on the ground compliantly, weaving each piece into harmony with its neighbors. A hum begins to echo in your throat — one of your mother's wordless songs that drifts and clicks like a loom. You are off-key, but too lost in your creationism to care as you steadily transform the surrounding meadowland into something more akin to crop circles, braiding patterns into nature as though collaborating with it.
(OOC — This is intended as a blitz-ish thread — AKA: shorter, faster posts — hence why it's a wayyy shorter post than usual for meand also the 2nd person POV, lol. I'm open to going in pretty much any direction with this; I just want to get Monáe more active. ^^)