My eyes open, and I cannot believe it’s 4 in the morning. I lie in my bed face up and look to the left. My window, surrounded by perfectly sanded oak log walls, is cracked open. I can see the stars twinkling in the dark black sky. This long tiring yawn magically makes its way out of my mouth and I taste the bad breath that accumulated during my 7 hour slumber. I hate morning breath. I was not tired anymore, so I did not know what I should do, but find something to occupy myself with and get my teeth brushed. I got out of my sleep number bed and stepped onto the glossy, wooden floor, then onto my purple, fuzzy rug that matches my bed comforter, my pillows and my desk. I made my way to my sky blue bathroom and took a shower. The feeling of the hot, warm water hitting my back and running down my feet soothed my muscles and helped me relax.
After my half an hour shower, I went to the kitchen. My kitchen was bordered with cherry cabinets and had black granite countertops. My undercounter sink was located in the center of my kitchen. Everything was in place. I had just finished cleaning yesterday. I took out the peanut butter and the jelly to make myself a quick sandwich and then off to watch a movie. The sun started to rise around 6 o’clock in the morning and you can now see the different shades of green in my living room with a touch of white from the couches.
I heard the birds singing outside. It was a beautiful day in the middle of spring. I slipped on my bright orange zebra - printed rain boots that I always have sitting by the entrance of my cabin and stepped outside onto my patio. The wind picked up and brushed my hair on my face. The forecast did say it was going to be windy today. I could hear my patio swing, swing back and forth, back and forth. The aroma of the outdoor fresh air smelled of fresh rain. I love the smell of rain. I wondered why it would smell like rain if it did not rain yesterday and it was a sunny day today.
I open my eyes from soaking in the creations of Mother Nature just from stepping out of the cabin and I looked around to the open pasture. About 10 feet away from the front of my house there is a big pond filled with Chinese Koi fish. My two favorite trees, the Cherry Blossom Tree and the Weeping Willow Tree gracefully gave off shade on the right side of the pond. Little small rabbits jump around the meadow and shared the green pasture with my 3 beautiful dogs: my German shepherd, my black lab and my golden retriever. I watched them run and play throughout the front yard, chasing one another. Although everything seemed like a dream, one specific thing caught my attention. I never really paid attention to the mountain that stood behind my dark blue shed.
The mountain caught my attention. I walked toward the mountain. It was strange and frightening at the same time because one big dark cloud hovered above that mountain and as I made my way to the mountain, I realized the smell of rain got stronger and thicker. It took about 10 minutes to get to the mountain when I noticed a dirt path making its way up to the peak of the mountain. Curiosity took a hold of me and before I knew it, I was starting a journey of excitement and a life changing adventure.
It got colder each time I increased in elevation and even creepier as I went higher and higher that even the bumpy, rocky, dirt path became narrower. I finally reached the top of that mountain and I stood in awe. I never seen so many butterflies gathered in one spot before in my life. They fluttered above a small river in the middle of the whole mountain that led to the base of the mountain. The mountain was surrounded by mounds of beautiful, lush, pure green grass that was topped with morning dew and the most beautiful periwinkles you will ever see. It started raining and I twirled and danced. I listened to the beat of rain drops hitting the surface of the river. It was beautiful; it made me smile from cheek to cheek. That was my music. It was weird, though, because as cold as it was I was not cold and as much as it rained my face got wet but my clothes and my hair stayed dried. The butterflies still flew around and you could see a clear bubble protecting them from the rain. It was amazing just watching the way of how nature works.
All of a sudden a series of many colors appeared over the mountain like a ribbon. The breeze from the colors hummed to me a melody I never heard. I always thought humming was nothing important until I heard this. It was nothing I ever heard before. The song the wind sang to me brought chills down my back and the power it had brought me to my knees. A bright glowing white dove flew on my shoulder as I was there kneeling in astonishment and amazement. This light grew in the middle of the sky, it was not the sun, but somehow it was brighter and more captivating and more soothing. I stared into the light and in an instant I blacked out…
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