Hunger has passed, my head is light. I haven't been so light since a girl. Then I flew with the wind, fluttered as the birds of scarlet throat, hovered by the dappled falls, in the spring, near the fawn. I can walk if I wish. But I sit humming, humming this immensity.
Life seems a long time ago.
I cannot think long thoughts. Happiness prickles my skin, wells from my bones, guts, making me laugh. I shake with irrepressible glee. Soon, I shall sleep not to wake, not to dream. The most beautiful sleep.