Have you watched an Eagle soar? Watched it soar, then glide and soar again then fall free. Have you heard an Eagles call? The 'crek, crek' harsh yet beautiful.
Have you leaned on a rail and turned your face to the sun? Felt the warmth seep into your bones, tingle up the spine and then end on your lips, when you can't but smile.
Let sunlight play on your closed eyelids... A bright yellow, then orange, deep red to indigo. You move your face slowly and the light moves with you green flecks the gold as it burns into orange. Yes that's how you dance with the light. Just standing there, sun in your hair, tilt your face and just be. Wind riffle your through cloths and yes suddenly you realise the birds had been chirping all this while.
