Short story
Emma and the Sunlit Melon Orchard
Emma once stumbled into an open meadow where golden sunlight seemed to linger forever.
At first glance, it was only an ordinary sunny day.
But when she bent down to look more closely, she saw round melons in many shades resting peacefully across the green grass.
She brushed them with her fingertips. They were warm from the sun on the outside, yet crisp and cool within.
Their sweetness unfolded slowly, calm and unrushed.
Some beauty in this world does not need to be changed or forced into something else.
Stay steady. Stay true. What is naturally good will remain.
