Metamorphosis

A twist in the wind, your lungs empty, head filled with helium.

Have you ever stopped to watch every part of the sky? There's the way the sun forces the black night sky to fade into a blush before it even arrives. Then once you can see it cresting over the edge, it'll blind you for another hour or so.

Or maybe when the sun finally says goodbye and brings its warmth with it. The moon slowly shows itself, causing the night sky to darken through the evening clouds.

Somehow, you've finally learned to sit still and be present. Enjoy the peace of the world around you. I wonder if I've stumbled onto the secrets of the world.

Is this how I'm going to live my life? I hope so.