Ethereal sounds swirl around my head, like clouds and birds.
Floating in motion, slowly moving forward. My feet have left the ground. I move forward, straight, standing and the world slips by – a stop and start motion. It blurs in color and shape and light. I can’t hear the sounds inside.
Everything is moving so fast and yet so slow. I am floating above it all, watching, waiting and unhurried.
Feather dancing in the breeze of spring, white against the background of life. Dancing for you.
© Dallas J. Moore 2015