hey here is a story or even a short writting thing i had done a few years ago.. please if you read it let me know what you think.
Waking up i feel this great warmth all over me. knowing that my last few nights have been good brings an inner peace to my mind. i give a big stretch letting my limbs stretch deep and loosen up i walk out side... morning time ... cold... wet from the rains of the past few nights... and the mist rising up from the plant life all over being warm with life. i stride out lifting my head high i look over my scene. trees far taller then my self like skyscrapers tower over me. dotting the landscape. old growth every where and paths carved from the locals that live around also. so many scents that tickle the senses it is almost mind blowing as you first walk out. around a few hundred feet from my dwelling is a river. cold as all hell . but that's my destination. i take off in a slow jog. bouncing from high ground to low and back getting my reflexes warmed up. i approach a very large stream. rushing water is breaking off the rocks and twirling all over the whitened tips of the water kicking up every once and a while showing just how fast it is moving and that it can very well be a danger for any fool hearted thing that dare to challenge it. for they surely would meet there fate of a watery end... i go to the edge looking into its clear bottom and giving a small grin over my face seeing the little things moving around by my feet. having no fear at all what there life will bring... i dip my face in and a cold snap runs from the tip of my nose to the back of my head. my world comes into a sharp focus and i lift my head out of the near freezing water and let it cascade over my back . felling my senses of touch sharpen with the water and move away to the shore and make my way back to my dwelling.... after yet another brief jog back. i find my food has not been taken and so i partake in a great mound of meat the taste hitting the back of my mouth is a great thing to start the day with. with the met getting consumed i feel my sense of taste peek and with every bite the taste of the flesh gets better and better.... after my satisfying meal i set off to go and find my peaceful spot to get my day rolling. i take off in a steady pace seeing the small creatures move at the sight of me charging in there direction. it brings yet another grin over my face and i pick up speed. the forest floor under my feet is now being felt with great strides. a slight blur of motion sets over my sight with the speed which i am passing but my body is trained for moving like this . so for me to move through the sparse forest is no problem i even do it with a couple of quick hops and jumps that are fun to do at such high speed. i see the forest trees are starting to congregate more and more making the forest more thick then where i dwell at. so my movements tighten up and are more precise almost like the river in which i bathe. my movement so to start to bend around the trees . a small chasm i vastly approaching . a quick choice is to be made. end the trip or brave the jump and follow though. with out a thought my speed picks up and my muscles tighten. as my limbs bunch i make a great leap. looking to the other side i also see below me and if i miscalculate at all my life will for lack of the pun.. fall short. my limbs hit the other side as planned. not missing a beat in step i keep with my pace i have set. knowing that my destination is not to far ahead. as i head a few more hundred yards i catch a waft of a smile that lets me know i am with in feet of my spot.. the smell of jasmine flowers hit the back of my nose and im almost halted by a large wall of growth. laced with jasmine sprouts they span over a large wall of stone. there is no way that nature could have carved this . but it is apparent that nature has taken it in it arms and tried to make a new design out of it. finding a small space in the wall i move my body its beautifully scented curtain and to a place i some times think is a fantasy. the smell of jasmine has now left and is replaced with the pungent smell of earth and roses the sides of this large space are covered by moss with spots here and there showing the traces of the rocks they cling to. the ground is stone with very little give in it but it is turned into a walk way of sorts. outside of this large walk way is some very soft earth that crumbles to the touch under the feet. the plant life is a sight. there are so many different plants that one wonders how they got there. roses and large set of weeping willows hang deep with in this beautiful layout with small patches of wild flowers and sword tail ferns dot over the massive landscape. but the thing that catches my eye every time is a large waterfall that is perched a good thirty feet up and it is very wide also crashing onto some rocks that hit the floor and fallen trees that spot over the small river that it has made. it sounds like thunder hitting the ground in rapid shots and then almost like a small silence settles over you when the waves pass over you and bounce back. the myriad amount of colors that leak from the side of this cascading water are a sight with in its self always twisting and shifting. i always want a closer look. so as my curious side takes a hold i venture closer. waves of mist hit my face and the refreshing blast reminds me of why i am here every time. as my feet get to the edge of the water i look at the waters edge and see my reflection staring back at me. nothing in the bottom. i wonder what makes me come up here every time. then as i walk from the bank of this river to a fallen set of logs that i have retreated to since i first came to. i realize that this is my place to get to be free and think. i settle down and rest my head on my hands looking and focusing only on the waterfall i feel my self being washed over by a great sense of calm. the smells the sounds. the sights . they all seem to blur for an instance and come together. it feels like i can feel, taste, see, hear and touch everything at once. i start to notice my eyes are getting heavy as they always do. i always ask me self as my eyes close and i drift off. "will this paradise go away when i wake. or is it just as easy to find as i see it " . my eyes slide shut as the waves move over my body and i use the noises to lull myself to a better place....... one of these days i hope that i may be able to take some one to this paradise of tranquility..
until then .
i will just have to tell it as a story .
much like i have told you today.........
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