Utopian Escape Poem by Tyler Smith

The sun was undeniably bright. And I mean a brightness so bright that the bright light hurts your eyes. But soon my eyes refocused and I was awed by the sheer beauty of my surroundings. As I looked up, the bright sun floated down its rays to embrace and comfort me with its warmth. Thick white clouds lazily drifted on a slight breeze in the stratosphere, moving slowly with no apparent purpose of destination. Lush green trees waved their thick branches and verdant leaves, calling out to the clouds, “We need water! Don’t pass us by! ” but anyone could tell that they were trying to deceive. A graceful cataract glistened in the noontime sun, falling into a clear pond, wetting a rich brown cliff with its fine mist. Its counterpart, a smaller but equally beautiful waterfall drifted gently down. For the first time I looked at my bare feet, and noticed that I was sitting on a huge carpet of green moss, soft as down and velvet. Truly, this utopia was the most amazing place I had ever seen in my life, and stimulated a grand euphoria at the sheer aesthetic beauty of this jungle wonderland.