It’s Mondays Finish the Story again and, as usual, you can check out the prompt here. I’ve tried something a little weirder and more experimental this time.
Word Count: 145
“I see absolutely everything.”
This is what I say, but it does not begin to describe it. Words fall short.
It’s more than seeing. I can feel everything, like it’s a part of me and I’m a part of it, like we’re one living, breathing thing. I can feel the connections, the strands and threads that bind everything together.
When I see the forest, I am the forest. The leaves are my hair, the roots are my feet, the branches are my fingers. The knots in the trees are my eyes, staring out at the life that fills me.
The forest is more than trees. It’s every living thing- deer, wolves, birds, insects. They’re a blur of living colors, a blaze of life. They are a fire- warm, bright and beautiful.
For a moment, I feel incredibly alive.
Then, just like that, it’s gone and I’m just me again.