Pastel Pascal

Soft shades of colors,
and all around you was a beautiful glow,
like the halo around angels,
or around the heads of saints.

You moved like water flowing in a riverlake.
You floated around instead of walking.

Everything was so colorful,
and you were not separated from nature at all.

When you moved,
the trees and flowers and everything around you moved also,
everything behind you or next to you,
moved,
every plant, tree, flower,
was moved by you.

If you moved a hand the trees would bow.
If you moved a finger the flowers would come closer.

There was such a beautiful music, it came out of everything,
and such a nice wonderful smell of freshness and sweet flowers.

This is where you did not end and nothing began.