For the first time, the silence says it all. I see life in its original form. I try to utter a word, anything to encapsulate how alive this moment is, but it is not necessary. This moment existed before words. These creatures were here before and will be around long after. I feel as though I can float away. I am not needed here. They thrive on their own, and somehow that soothes my worries. I feel lucky to tiptoe in their kingdom. I have traveled back in time, maybe not even in time, just to the root of it all. Where life and death uphold the circle of our world.

I am on track, in line, in tune, connected, whatever you want to call it. When I see the trees and the way that they sway I remember my breath and how I am alive even after I die. My breath flows at the rate that the elephants walk. They walk slowly. We come from the same moment. Everything else can fall away and I can be left, breathing with the elephants.

2 responses to “Kenya”

  1. I love this. Keep writing, precious girl. The world needs to hear what you have to say!


    1. Thank you so much Aunt Doris! It means the world to me that you read my posts 🙂


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