A girl roams the countryside on an Autumn afternoon.
A breeze like silk dances in the air...
At the end of a path, a field brimming with blooms.
Wandering through rows of crimson, coral and electric violet.
A monarch flutters across the way, landing on a dahlia...
She is overcome by the beauty of this place.
In this moment, time stands still.
She sighs as she remembers that time is fleeting.
Just as the flowers will dry up and collapse from their brilliance,
these Autumn days are withering, themselves.
The field of dahlias,
forever in her dreams.