falling. Feeling the softness cushion my legs.
The sharpness of grass slice between my naked toes.
I lay back dizzy, feeling the warmth seep through my body.
The wind caresses my hair.
I close my eyes, seeing nothing but feeling everything.
My heart is beating loudly, rhythmically. Synchronized with my breathing.
I don’t dare move.
My ears pick up the sound of life.
I listen more attentively as it gets louder.
The sound rushes through my blood, as it carries oxygen through my cells.
I hold my breath for one split second. Everything stops.
As if some unforeseen force is also to listening and waiting.
I slowly exhale.
It was if an orchestra was waiting for the conductor to start.
I am the conductor.
I am alive.