the wind blows
the river gently flows
the leaves sway
and touch her face barley grazing her skin
she stirs slightly and then returns to her tranquil state
the crickets chirp a lullaby to keep the others resting peacefully
she is one with nature
nature is one with her
the earth is cool with the night's breeze
the flowers bloom in their unconsciousness
their smell slowing catching in the wind
she awakens from her slumber
the stars wink at her through the branches and leaves of her dear friend
she stares into the sky as the moon rises
and she sees herself
her name is Luna
and she says "Hello"
