Allegory

Still purple trees, dripping with the sweat of a thousand clouds. Small thirsty worms crawl in the tall grass searching for a mate.

Immense silver birds soaring above it all, stopping to pounce in a rythmic fashion that rivals countenance.

Stealthy kittens play in the yard, all the while keeping a deadly eye on everyone.

Brown rotting fences divide all in a system of guilt.

Now we push the row of buttons, in perfect sequence all happens.

Large drops of water render innocent worms unconscious, at the opportunity the regaliad birds attack.

All the fraility of hope swallowed whole, sweeping winds topple the barrier of peace.

All are together in a planned encounter, the kitten, the victor.