"Fading" and "Revenge"
By Chelsea Guo
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Fading
The earth puts on a heavy white cloak, dressing the ground, and white dreams arise. We sigh painfully as the chill runs through our backs and attacks the little creatures. We can feel the pain of the trees as their abundance dies out. The once green treasures gone and buried. We hear the gentle whispers of the tender flowers that cry out in pain and then fade. The magic of the beauty, of the jewels-the petals disappear. The last drop of color fades as they droop. All that was once beautiful is gone. It will return, the beauty, sometime. But until then, we wait. |
Revenge
Revenge a sprout, a speck of green, announces itself. Fighting, it makes its way through the frost, the warm glow of its presence wins against the cold. How beautiful, how precious is this victory. We hold our breath as the battle for spring holds on. We release and sigh relief as the precious emerald beams. Encouraged, the flowers stand straight like statues and shake off the cold. Hope flies through the survivors as color overpowers the white as revenge, when white took out all color. Hope still exists. And now, it is no longer just a glimpse. |