Have you ever just stood still, long enough to hear the wind. To hear it whispering in your ear. To listen to its secrets and imagine yourself floating high above everything else. Closing your eyes to picture what the wind possibly sees. Picture your body becoming weightless so that your could soar through the clouds, between tall trees and down the bubbling rapids. If only life were simply just that. If your imagination really could work such wonders
If it were indeed to conjure up all sorts of wonders. I'd travel through time, start a family in another time period, 1884 I hear is nice this time of year. But alas it is just not possible. What if it were though, where or what would you do? Would you follow your heart? Would you travel the heavens and lead the wind on exciting adventures? Or seek out fame and glory elsewhere?
     Whoever shall know these things? Not you nor myself actually. Best we not allow our imagination to be to wild, you can never be to careful. Lest THEY find out, and pray to the heavens THEY do not. Or else we'd be in rapture of trouble. Yet I can can still hear the birds my young friend, so we must be safe still. The humming and the whistling. The buzzing and cricketing. Oh look of yonder, it's a baby deerling and its mother, ever so sweet. Imagine running wild with them, oh I can barely contain my excitement at picture that fun. Caution though, we must remain cautious and alert. We must not be found out, even if the thought, mere glimmer of fun is there, we must remain vigilant. Never know if THEY have spies watching us, hidden up among the trees or looking a at us across the river. You never know, hopefully never do. The horrors I've seen I'll never, ever want to bear witness to again. Enough of the gloom, feel the grass between your toes, doesn't that feel nice. Deep breathes there the air feels nice, the sun is warm, ah so lovely.
    But we can not stay idle long, we must keep going. We must find sanctuary in some safe dwelling, my back still aches from last night's tree. Your a youngling you can sleep anywhere, but I'm ancient practically. See that, the sun sinks slowly already, let's make haste and cross these hills, the sooner we do the sooner we can eat supper. Oh the thought of a warm broth in our tummies bring a smile to my face. Ahh it has been so long since we ate such things. These berries fill you up only so much, I could eat the whole bush. Stop chuckling at me my young friend, at least in the hollow we shall dine amongst allies in this terrible blight. Friends among the chaos we've left behind.
   Do I regret it? Leaving all my treasures behind, and taking to the road? I do not, no, maybe just a tad bit. My misses theove of my life, though the heavens shall take very good of them. My love shall dine on broth and smile as they always did. My heart aches now, sad things to imagine again. I wish I could hold my love once again, my young friend. But alas, that is just not possible at the moment. Once the hollow comes into view you'll see, the safety within its walls and gardens will be like heaven itself. Should be down between those........wait get down.......is that smoke? There between those two peaks in the distance there, see how it rises and the wind carries it. How it dances up with the currents. THEY must have found it, they hollow may have been discovered. Come we must make haste, I only know of one last safe place, my young friend. But we must hurry, we must not delay. We must be quick and to not be heavy footed.
  I can not run anymore my friend, my bones ache and tremble, look over yonder. A lonely boat, just our chance or it it luck or a trap? None the less, let's go. Lets let it drift in the currents and we shall slumber, not knowing where we shall end up, that's sounds peaceful. My heart aches my young friend, not in sadness though, it aches in a much different way. I cannot explain it. Lets just lay here in the boat, yes. Push us into the currents and go. I'm just going to sleep here and.....I think I saw my love for a moment. A brief moment, at least. Good night my young friend, sweets dreams, I know you shall remain safe  no matter what. Look at you already fast asleep, my heart's aches still, more painful then ever. Be safe, I know now my time has come, passing for me is a blessing. My love waits just beyond. Stay safe, you'll be fine, I shall remain vigilant watching over you always. I'm sorry we couldn't complete our journey together. Goodbye, and blessed dreams.