The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction, October 14, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story embraces the mud. What is the mud, real or metaphor? How does it transform a character or place? What happens? Go where the prompt leads! EXTENDED DEADLINE: Respond by October 26, 2021.
I’m in a Poetry Oracle mood and the words almost formed themselves today. It’s that kind of a day. ❤
Breathe in the daffodil-yellow moonshine glow as dawn's sacred songs wander like a sweet water stream through the dark-colored rocks to the rapids below, where magic smolders in the beauty of the moment. Wander deep inside this thick verdant forest garden where the moss-rock green spirit world meets the darkness with pure light, where sun sweetened songs play in harmony as peaceful night moon lichen blooms in a fertile Eden sanctuary, born from spring rains and winter's mud. Therein lies the enigma of nature's rebirth... each periodic cycle originates from soil and moisture and terminates with air and fire. © Colleen M. Chesebro
Be wild, nature child!