Jasmin twines her beguiling aroma into the woods. Lingering close to her sun-drenched petals arousing my acuities were ladybugs. Appearing at the crepuscular hour, bunnies white, with piercing eyes ascend from their holes. They are stirring to play within the loving hours. When our breath slows, as does our hearts beating amid God’s creation, new life subsists in a blue-green world.
My essence floats by indigo waters where fairies glide on golden lily pads and mermaids glimmer with incandescent red hair. Harvesting pearls as I flow past the merpeople, sensing their pale and translucent skin, I embrace their life force. Electricity from their energy transfers to my body, and I perceive its changes. As the trees clap and sing harmonies with frogs, my pace hastens, oh how I long for you, Savannah. Passing the trees that grow hair and whose roots reach for the air, I am nearby.
The sun is rising as ginger, ruby, and buttery colors brush the sky. Scales replace pink flesh, and using my upper limbs, I reach the brownish water of the Savannah River. Disappearing into the sometimes brackish water, I splash my tail and begin my morning hymn.