I feel my hands wash away with the breeze. Every gust rips my skin apart. The veins, the bones just turning into dust, carried away by the wind. As I am floating through the vastness of the sky, I desperately try to grasp every inch of my existence, but I accept that I will lose myself soon. A moment of sanity, I am above masses of water. Could this be the sea? Another moment, I feel myself being stretched even further, clouds perhaps. Trees, grass, I blow by whispering to the leaves. Perhaps it was for the best. No more terrors, changes, hurts, or what the world has churned up anew. Just being a part of this cycle of earth.
I pass through fingertips, a drop, a tear. Members are gathered. Familiar faces. Names, family. Love.
I wake up once more. I am lying down in some green pastures. I can never get used to waking up naked in a random place. It is what it is. I need to get back to my family. They must be worried sick.
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