11 May 2012
I'm walking through a busy city street, I don't know where but it feels familiar.
I feel a longing in my soul as if I have been robbed of something sacred, something so uniquely my own.
As I walk I realise I no longer hear the sound of my feet on the road. I look down to see them hovering ever so slightly above the road.
A realisation comes to me that what was taken from me has been returned. With this awakening I launch myself skyward. I can feel the warmth of the sun on my face and the moisture of the clouds on my cheek.
In this instant I am whole, I am content, I am exactly who I'm supposed to be. Never have I felt such overwhelming joy and for once I know I am at peace with myself.
I begin my descent towards ground feeling restored, feeling like I was whole again.
My foot once again hovers above the road and in that fraction of a second where I make contact with the ground……
I am truly awake, lying in my bed, robbed again of the power of flight.
At Home In The Clouds • Opuss № I