by Kristen Giebler
Lila wandered the winding woods, her footsteps gentle on a carpet of fallen leaves.
Autumn wrapped around her like a soft whisper, each vibrant hue a reminder of change, sharing secrets only she could hear.
Every evening, she settled beneath her nurturing oak. It’s branches reaching out like gentle arms. Nature was her steadfast companion, filling her heart, yet loneliness lingered like a shadow in the twilight. With each passing day, she felt the world transform around her, a reminder that nothing stays the same.
One crisp afternoon, a flock of birds soared across the clear sky. Their formation shifting like fleeting dreams. Lila closed her eyes, imagining their melodic calls inviting her to join their flight. In their graceful movement, she saw the beauty of transformation.
At that moment, she understood: that solitude didn’t mean sadness. The trees listened, the brook shared her stories, and the wind carried her wishes on a playful breeze. She smiled, realizing she was part of a beautiful tapestry. Where change and connection blossomed in the quiet corners of her heart, waiting to be embraced anew.
