Sun came to the valley again. The clouds had been low and ominous for so long, and then came the sun. Sunlight in a valley is a gift. You can watch the lines of yellow move across the field and trees and for those few moments, can see two different worlds. Strange and misty dusk, and a bright and honest day. It’s a gift like no other. To see two worlds at once. It’s a dream.
Sunlight heats the bark of the trees and they begin to creak like old ocean vessels. And the leaves begin to dance with the heat rising from the forest floor.
Your bones are freed by the sunlight. Your jaw loosens and you can move again. We were not meant for the night. Sleep never comes in the day. It’s a wonder we never found this out.
