Soft Steps

The world seemed big from her perspective, she was only a small creature in the whole universe. Her daily life was about taking soft steps on a green carpet. Resting. Proceeding. Eating. Drinking. Observing. Walking again. Her eyes noticed the changes around her. She did not bother too much. She was growing from the inside out. Patiently. Committed. Her shifts were happening within. Nobody could tell. Nature never hurries.

Her vision was clear. Part of her dna. No doubt. The unfolding truth. Following her gut feeling. Her skin was beautiful. Colored in style. She was more than that. Much more than that. Her beauty within could not be compared to the outside. The leaves felt fresh. Mint flavored. She loved it. Morning exercise. When dawn broke. Caressing her thin body. Wellness massage. Pure. Tender.

Her world was green. All plants were impressive. They covered her. Giving her support. She was grateful for the beneficial exchange. Now and then spiders crossed her path. They never damaged her, nor disturbed her path. She always kept calm in those stressful circumstances. She believed it was meant to be. Part of her existence. She admired the art of the spider. They could create webs like jewels. She decided to follow a workshop to be just like them. Just like them, not them.

It was nice to climb higher. A better view. It was easy. The plants did not push her. They let her free. Simple existence. Out there. Her tribe was spread around the world. They felt connected, always, forever. All following the same process of transformation. Completing the mission. With soft steps. Leaving traces in the heart and the soul of the universe. Small signs of love and light.

She felt that she reached a new milestone. Time to let go a part of her that did not serve her any longer. Letting go behind. The new chapter's perfume was overwhelming. Delicious. She wanted more. She got more. She filled herself up with new life energy. Healed. Stronger than ever. Fit and sexy. Well trained. Playing in the leaves. Hide and seek. Looking at the green veins. With eyes of wonder. Beyond bewilderment.

Within the blink of an eye she spotted the end of the journey. The star pointed in that direction. The sun magnified the exact location. The calendar marked the date. Her wings were growing. The pieces of the puzzle were coming together. She selected the best designer. Unique marks. She smiled. Starry eyes. Hungry for life. Happy dance. All feet together touching the green. Balanced. Ready steady go.

By Liesbeth Leysen