A blind chase

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Across the river, I see the green.
Grass so bright that sparkles and gleams.

Caught in awe, I rush towards it.
Trying to catch a glimpse of what it could be.

As I gallop with my heart fluttering, I only wonder.
What does this mean?

Is it filled with beauty that no one has seen?
Or is it some magic throwing a tease?

But what do I see as I cross the river?
Just some fallen leaves and barren land?

I rub my eyes as if to wake myself from a dream.
But this was no dream.

I look back to where I was.
Across the river, I now see the green.

Image credits – Image by Andrew Martin from Pixabay

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