lilies floating in the shallow, still waters of the small little pond that seemed to encompass so much more room than it really did but maybe that was just because i felt its greenish blue waters in their calm perfection completely overtake me, flow through me playing with my hair telling me to breathe and be still, be patient and tranquil just like they are and you and i and you and i we walked through twisted pathways among trees and fireflies golden lanterns dangling carried by their whizzing buzzing wings circling around us, leading us onwards as the sky above us grew darker and the day evaporated to night and darker clouds began to take the place of the whimsical, cotton puffs, white fluffs of clouds that had stretched over the periwinkle blue sky of the day and there was no light except the slow glow of the moon as it rose up from the sides of the earth and shone down at us. moon mother and her scattered stars. who knows what it means that miniscule insects roam the earth in search of food and shelter with a sharp desire to survive and we step over them in our attempts to do the same sometimes i start to believe that life is the business of singular, separate days our comings and goings errands and homework assignments and football practice and choir rehearsal and a good grade on an essay then a bad grade on a test these are the things that fill my days. so then i forget the way the sky looks when the sun is breaking over the horizon and night is becoming day and darkness is making way for light and everything is waking up and life is beginning again sometimes, i forget what these things mean. i don’t know if i believe in a god. but i know i believe in the glorious way rays of sun rake over me as i watch the earth coming together at dawn and coming apart at dusk. i believe in the short, fleeting feeling i get standing on the ridge of the side-road watching the sun rise up over the hills and then continuing my morning walk with my mother while everyone is still asleep.