Earth Spirit

A summer sky along the mountain top horizon. Shades of shimmery gold, vibrant red, and fiery variations of orange flicker as the sun kisses the trees preparing for their long winter sleep.  A peaceful sensation washes over me like a blanket in a bed as I close my eyes. Embracing the last bit of warmth before the mysterious night sets its tiny candles upon the dark navy blue tapestry hanging above me. I lay back on the soft grass now damp with crystal globes of dew. Feeling the earth as I spin in my mind faster and faster like the hands of time.  I hear all the noises of the night. The crackling of leaves as animals of the dark begin to stir from their daytime slumber. I hear the crickets and frogs sing to their future lovers. I hear owls asking the same question over and over. My heart throbbing in my ears begins to drowned out the sounds of the night. Imagination kicks in, and I begin to melt into the earth. Feeling the ground as it breathes life into every being upon it's surface. My feet begin to morph into roots going deeper into the ground. My arms into branches. My hair into long lacy leaves of a willow tree. I close my eyes again, and once more, I feel the warmth of the sun touching upon me. I wake to find myself providing shade to a young fox in the valley at the base of the mountain. I watch as his siblings come to playfully rouse him from his slumber. The wind plays with my wispy branches as the scenery before me fades away into the darkness. Hearing the throb throb throb in my head again, I open my eyes to see the sun rising above me.