The lilypad hovers gently upon the surface of the clear blue water. He sleeps peacefully upon his green bed, a pointed hat and calming smile is all he is. There need not be any other doing in a sun fuelled day such as this. His slumber shall continue as summer stays strong.
When the time is ripe to wake from dreams, he shall know his purpose. Receiving his path through the peace of dreams is the Lilypad’s way. An almighty race, small and nimble, yet tuned in to the ways of the forest and sky.