They lie in Peaceful Murder

The tress sway, and golden leaves float from their branches. The cool wind waltzes in the amber grass, and the crimson cardinal sings a sweet lullaby. A young boy and a young girl lie together in a bed of wild flowers. Their eyes reflect the light blue sky, the cotton clouds, and the large red tree that is above them. They do not move; not even a breath flows through their lips. The girl's red dress shakes as a rabbit hops by, and the boy's red shirt ripples as the breeze swirls about the land. The pair lies still, as if in sleep, their glassy eyes reflecting the day, the sky, and an arrow of geese that fly above them, shooting south. And so they will stay forever.