The Mask
The yellow mask has been created with the softest feathers of ducklings who drift calmly along the surface of the iridescent pond.
The brown mask has been created with the ripe acorns gathered by a cheeky squirrel.
I wore mask of summer and my heart was filled with joy and warmth.
I wore the mask of nature and the whistling wind wished past my ear.
I would take in the strong aroma of the greenery from the rich Mayan mountains.
The mask of happiness if made from the laughter of small
children playing in the park.
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