14 August 2012
I watch the light shine through the amber leaves, the golden rays spreading through the glen. Everything suddenly seems to become alive with colour. The grass seems greener, dewy and crisp. The flowers are bright, standing proudly, parading soft petals of crimson, violet and azure.
I lie on my back, the long blades of grass stretching up, tickling my cheeks. The plants feel so soft beneath me, like a warm pillow. It feels so peaceful here. I feel like I'm at one with the forests that surround the glen, the grass that lies beneath me, the flowers that stand innocently around me.
I stand up, brushing my red curls from my face. I face skyward, letting the sunlight wash over me.
The light transformed this glen, turned this dreary clearing of half hearted plants into a haven of happiness and colour.
So, I let the light bask me in a golden glow.
Maybe it can transform me.
Transform Me • Opuss № I