Deep into the forest. Under the cloak of night. I ran. The cloak is cold. Like the dew grass. It tiptoe around a perfect pool of water. Collected in the dent of a flat rock. It catches the moonbeams in its ripples. sweet... I take a slow sip. My name is carried to me in the gentle movement of the trees. I carry on. Quickly. No sound. Nothing stirs. Everything is watching me. Everything is protecting me. flowers move aside for my running feet. Branches make ways for me. The hood of my cape fly's off my head. My curls whip my faces. I pause to catch my breath. It can't be much farther. Just push on. push on. I look up. The stars twinkle there encouragement, The moon lights my way. I am ready. I take off. trees are a blur. your getting closer. going... going........... running......... leaping........ I stop all a sudden. I was looking over a straight 70 foot drop. Where was the bridge? It was gone. But wait. I hadn't stopped. What stopped me? I look. A old oak has me held in its thick branches. I back up and pat the rough bark. "Thank you." I whisper. The whisper is so loud in the forest. It echoes. What was I going to do? My cape. What had my father said? " This cape is more than you think.Trust it." Trust the cape? Wind caught it and lurched me backward. I flew off my feet. I landed roughly on the ground. Trust it? I don't know.... I stand up. The cape whips out behind me. There is no wind... "Ok" I say. "Ok". I go to the edge of the cliff. I jump. At first i thought i was falling. Then I landed softly on the other side. I flew. I flew? How? I don't know. But I flew. I turned around. it was there. Right there. The thing that I have struggled and fought for. The thing I have ran, tripped, leaped, sweated and flew for. It was there. I couldn't believe it. It was.... A... single. glowing........ ............light. I touched it. It was warm. It was my future. It was my destiny. Yours truly, Me |