A hand that casts its shadow over cities. Energy emitting from its finger tips.A powerful communication link established between nature and the human. Unseen melody.

A horse that dares to lift is head to gaze at the finish. Beyond the finish. A gazeless stare. No end in sight. Still on.

A horde of feather like species staring at us as if the world we dance in is a mirage. With wonder they look us in the eye searching for meaning, visuals and half baked brain cells .

They see colors.

I run with them as I walk. A race I never want to win.

A circular orbit they spin me through.

I spin.

I twirl.

I dip.

I live.

I now know why I’m human.

I now know why I exist..

Exhale.