Thank You. I'm Coming.

I stood at the base of the change, my eyes following the natural track the earth had set for me. Though I was focused on this, my eyes saw other things too. It saw the magpies chasing each other, the flying ants and moths whirring around the overgrown grass that had never known the fear of standing tall enough to be chopped off. Beyond that, it gave way to a slow army of guardian trees. Although they stood stubbornly in the way of anything that wished to overrun the space, nature had left a little path for me to follow, as if I was a guest that had long been expected to visit.
“Thank you. I’m coming”