My car journeyed along a stretch of road.
We soon encountered some curvaceous hills.
The road traced it's way around the landscape.
As I drove, I admired the scenery.
The hills brought the flat land alive to me.
They seemed to invite runners and lovers.
It tempted the animal in my soul.
I just could not resist that sweet freedom.
I found a spot to abandon my car.
I darted up the hillside and back down.
I was frolicking for a length of time.
Eventually the hills and I were one.
My legs were shaking from my exhaustion.
The spirit in them could not surrender.
I laid down gently on my back and rolled.
The softness of the grass brushed on my face.
After rolling playfully down a hill,
I struggled to pull breath into my lungs.
My fingers clawed the soft, beautiful ground.
I would give my entire life to stay here.
