I went out for a morning walk for the first time in almost three years.
A dew grass with yellow stamens and blue petals was blooming among the pink dog weeds.
I crouched down and enjoyed the yellow and blue beauty of the dew grass.
When I was 7 years old, I remembered myself as a child when I was taken aback by the beauty of the blue dew grass that bloomed on the side of the mountain road on my way home from school.
The blue of the grass is eternal blue.