How to describe the beauty of the world seen for the first time with virgin eyes and a mind awake to all of the time that went before. It's impossible. Truly, and utterly impossible. The words simply do not exist and the images can't be beamed into your gray matter no matter how spiffy the technology that surrounds you may be.
I firmly believe I heard the very universe itself sing as I shook the last remnants of my earthly womb from my ears. The breeze caressed my form with gleeful intimacy. I responded in kind, whirling beneath the far distant ocean of blue, tangling with the soft green blades of grass, singing with the singular trill of a newly born creature to the earth from which I'd birthed to the heavens where my seed leaves were already reaching.
Please subscribe to keep reading.