Koda;
"Wow…"
My ears twitch as the word leaves his lips.
It was woven under his breath. Barely audible, but I still heard it.
I turn back to look at him and I find his eyes wide as he stares at the sky, the tall trees, and the flowers around.
Looking at him now, in the middle of these tall trees, with his big, excited eyes, his parted lips, black outfit and glowing beauty… he looks like art.
Art that fits perfectly with this place. At first glance, it's easy to say he's a gift from nature. Something that grew under nature's warm embrace. Molded by Mother natures hands and kissed by her love.
He doesn't seem like most of us… and certainly doesn't look like us. He looks better. Much better.
Like a higher being unaware of how much power is wrapped up in the little vessel he calls a body.
As his eyes dart around, he looks back at me, and his smile falters like I just caught him doing something wrong.
He forcefully tries to force a smile, but it's alarmingly fake.
Hmm
