Daphne
Mood: Tragic
DAPHNE
Running down the path
Hair flying in the wind
Daphne looks back
Someone is chasing her
She goes past a pond
Splashing in the mud
And flies by the trees
Crouching under a bush
As she hugs the branches
Spreading leaves around
Feet sink in mud
Reaching down to infinity
The stranger arrives
Disturbing the calm
Kicking the earth
Searching for her
Quiet within the bush
She looks at him
Leaves caressing her face
Body buried in mud
Her skin hardens
Branches grow out of hair
She communions with earth
As he kisses the leaves
