I Felt The Wind Today

And I wanted to run through the field near my house and collapse, so that I could stare at the blue blue sky. I wanted the wind to pull at my hair and clothes, and die down, and then roar up again. I wanted to sing, and for the wind to carry my voice all the way up to the clouds, where perhaps the angels could hear it. And then I wanted the wind to become so strong that it would pick me up and fly me to the mountains, where I could stand on the very peak of a snow-capped behemoth and look down on the beautiful green fields. The thin air up there would make my lungs burn, and my skin tingle with everything magical and wonderful. I would wear a white dress and no shoes. And I would look up at the sapphire sky and close my eyes and feel the cold refreshing wind around me. I wanted to be up on the top of a summer mountain, and wrap my arms around myself and smile. Then I would go limp and the wind would gently knock me over. I wanted to fall in slow motion, unconscious, feeling nothing but the wind as I fell thousands of feet, and into the arms of the one who waits for me. Into the warmth and love, and into the calm. And we would lay together in a field of wild flowers and listen to the wind and the birds and the earth as it vibrates with joy.
And then.
We'd be in another world.