This Is When She Comes Alive

Through the haze of the evening sunset, she could feel her self-awareness heighten.

This is when she comes alive.

This is when she is everything she has ever wanted to be. The sunset paints a beautiful picture of; pinks, oranges, blues, and purples across the sparsely clouded sky. For a moment, her breath is lost as the colours leave her elated and full of wonder. She often wonders how moments like these could be made of anything else but magic. In this beautiful picturesque moment -- she has not one single commitment to tend to.

She is free.

As she closes her eyes and breathes in the warm summer's sweet air -- she swears she can taste the sunset on the tip of her tongue. She envisions rays of light being drawn into her lungs with the slow, deep inhalation of utter bliss. This is what peace feels like.

This is freedom.

As she opens her eyes, she feels the air drop in temperature slightly as the sun eludes the sky -- and the moon begins to share it's brilliance. She feels a surge of energy pulse through her body as the moon breathes new life to earth.

This is when she comes alive.