The girl had a dream last night and when she woke her heart ached. She didn’t know why and at the same time, she did. She remembered. As long as she could think back, she never really knew how she got to the forest. She had guessed that she hadn’t always been here, but nothing…
Tag: forest
the hunt
The girl moved swiftly through the forest. Dodging branches snapping back at her. She moved with alacrity. Her pace was even. She was nimble. She wove around rocks stuck in the ground. She jumped, sliding over the trunks of broken trees. She moved quickly. Hurried steps. She looked behind her. Then ahead. She quickened her…
a song for the trees that wave in the wind
The girl was in a tree. She looked out to the world. A small bird landed on a branch nearby and whistled brightly, singing a song. She watched the bird and they both held onto the branch as the wind moved the tree back and forth. The bird seemed to gaze back at her. For…
the gift
Some people gave gifts that go beyond the standard level of understanding reality. The man was one of them. The man had the gift of knowledge. The girl had once asked him– “How do you know so much?” “I just know.” This was the answer the man always gave whenever he’d been asked this. Even…
Chasing sound
Whistling entered her mind and traveled with her in between the dream space and waking up. Like a far off call for attention. Warmth on the side of her face from the song. The melody this whistle sang drifted in and out. Her breathing grew heavier and she squinted her eyes. Dew from water pooled…
the guide
When she woke up a deer was staring at her unblinking. “Whoa…” It stared staight into her eyes as though communicating by sight alone. It finally blinked once and then turned and darted into the forest. The girl leapt up. “Wait!” The deer was fast. No mayter how hard she ran. Jumping over fallen logs….
the pool she didn’t remember
There is a little pool of light, clear cool water deep within the forest. After a good long while in the house in the woods waiting for the man to say something, anything — the man told the girl about it. He said she had been there before. She was confused by this. How could…
a trail of smoke
away from the beach and the setting sun away from the sound of waves and the waving grass away from the distant mountains glowing red with the last light of day away from the canopy of rustling trees with jasmine scented air traveling through their branches away from the trickling river that ebbed and flowed…
the girl on the tree
High up in the tree and she could see everything. She saw where the river bent into the setting sun in the distance. She saw the forest, which she assumed stretched forever. But it didn’t it went to a red rock mountain. With flat smooth surfaces exposed to the sun, she said to herself: that’s…
pool of green light
Within the river, there was a part of the water dammed up from a fallen tree. It created a clear pool as the other water passed by freely. Current pulling everything downwards. Far away. To where, she didn’t know. She just knew she hadn’t ever been there before. Loud insects called across the waving trees….
The Dynamics of Groove 