"i am 5, and we have a backyard that goes on forever. i spend immeasurable amounts of time and energy sprinting its length, pretending to ride a horse or maybe just to be one. . Who knows the difference, really? . Everything at this age is a bit watery, both right now in my tender mind, but also later on, when the blooms of the present have faded into past, the edges of memories softened and blurred with time. . Now though...right now - there is only this long stretch of grass spread out before me like a rolling green sea. Life is swimming with possibility, and I let it carry me from current to current, only rarely anchored down with the weight of limited, youthful responsibilities. . Breathless again, I reach the chain link fence that marks the end of my pasture. The sun falls through the leaves of the the gnarled old mulberry tree, and I stop to pick a plump purple fruit, recharge before the next round. . Maybe, maybe if my toes can fly just a little faster, maybe I can take a reckless bound after the second knoll and just...take off...leave the ground entirely. . Where will I go? What will I do if my feet become feathers or the hooves I Imagine? . Those kinds of questions don’t exist quite yet. . For a few more years at least The indistinct possibility is enough The touch of the wet grass is enough The slap of the fresh wind is enough The burning in my lungs is enough And it all reminds me that I am both as alive and as wild as the whole world Unknown . (🌿Being back in the Midwest during the summer always brings on the nostalgia 🌿)" . Find your inner child when you start practicing with @casa_colibri on Omstars - The Yoga Network.