Mood 14
“The trees tell me a story of my own heart…
The sun slips through in golden beams,
Through the leaves, painted black by the stark bright.
Golden, orange, shadows, and sunbeams.
I walk, the light slips even further through a gap, a flare of light,
Fully hits my face and I feel it,
But I take another step and a tree trunk blocks the flare.
My face turns dark, the golden light still lingers in the background.
It’s breaking through, it’s breaking through,
It fills me to the brim threatening to spill over onto my whole life.
I couldn’t be cold if I tried.
him.
-E.M.G.
Listen.
If you want to hear the colors of this mood, here is the playlist that sounds like a scarf. Mood 14 is falling in love with someone it feels like you’ve been waiting for your whole life. It is black coffee and autumn leaves in Central Park. It is finding your orange.