April 19, 2015 - 18:06
I'll let them be.
Running round and round. and round. Slowed but steady.
I wonder if they could feel/see me watching them.
Such joy. I couldn't quite comprehend.
It seems like the joy appeared with the disappearance of the flags.
Regulated no more. Flowers abundant. Grass sprouting. Paths defining.
Liberated. Free to run round and round. Limitless. Boundless within the optional bounds.
Round and round. Till infinity.