Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Heightened spirits

Originally written on 26/10/2003
The soft cool breeze caresses the face as my eyes are opened again to the wondrous world before me. The mighty snow topped mountains disillusion the perception of distance. How close they look yet lie so far. The cotton candy soft, painted, white clouds float away obliviously, defying the strength of the mounted sand and gravel. The tall bright green grass moves to the rhythm of the wind. While the trees hold their sturdy position, the young leaves flutter in the wind and the old brittle ones let go of their branches to roam in a distant land under the clear blue sky. The smell of the fresh grass refreshes all my senses as I breathe it in. The wetness left on the earth from the morning fog, sends coolness through my bare feet all over me. A gush of wind touches me, runs through my hair and vanishes, leaving a smile on my face. The energy around pulls me in as I race against the wind. The grass gently crashes in me while my feet take the colour of the earth. The world is forgotten behind as I dash to cover more ground. The landscape rushes by as I try to run faster and faster and faster. Pearls of sweat gather on my face, my lungs are deprived of air and my face grows hot but I throw my head back laughing, swirling and fall gently on the ground. Everything is lost in the darkness as I close my eyes. The sound of my pounding heart and panting fill my ears. Soon the whispering winds, dancing grass, and hustling leaves are once again tantalizing me. But my vision is only brought alive with the sound of thunder. Black clouds quickly cover what were clear and blue minutes ago. Slow, cold rain drops touch my flesh. The lightening makes its presences known as it brightens the darkness then disappears. The rain pounds down as the roaring clouds accompany it. Rain drops trickle down my face leaving their taste in my mouth. Everything in my sight maybe drenched in water, the black clouds may cover the light, my body may shiver from the cold but the spirit within is brought alive and burdens of this life washed away…

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