The world
The flowers bloom
The birds sing.
Oblivious to the world around them.
The beauty in those creations.
Don't reflect the pain in the universe. The universe in her eyes.
She doesn't know whether anythings even real anymore.
Or if it's just a Dream.
Or her minds creation.
That doesn't mean she can't appreciate its beauty.
Just as the waves roll and crash.
She persists in the world.
For the beauty is what keeps her going. The unknown doesn't scare her.
It dares her to investigate.
