Talking to his animal

The 15 year old boy talked to the elephant. His words were strong but kind. He told th elephant for some help and obligingly he held out his trunk and raised the little boy up onto his head. When moving the boy wearing his smart blue shirt and swimming trucks rubbed his foot on the bottom of the animals ear. That was something like love and affection.

LOST, but not for good!

I am lost in a paradise. I see on a small TV screen that the outside world is falling part around me. But I like million miles away. On another planet, in another solar system, where it rains for five minutes everyday and the land dries within seconds. All day long my mind relaxes. I think not of home, not of art, not of boys, not of life. I THINK NOT. I don't think I've ever thought with this kind of mind before. It's a wonderful feeling. My soars are scaring; the salt water washes away the infection that wouldn't let go and it's beyond happiness that makes me smile within. I am just being. All I do all day is look, not judging or scrutinizing. Just lazy eyes on all this bright and beautiful. The freckles on my nose are now brown and my hair bleached by the sun. I am a child of the sun, he is my father that energies me. Oh how I worship him, bright and gold and round.