If I had bones, they would screech as I slowly stretch my body for the first time in a thousand ages.
I wake on time, without fail, and the waterstream movements confirm my infallibility.
Reaching out in all directions, I sense my domain.
All are running away, as they should.
My hunger fuels me toward my purpose.
Several easy glides take me half a world away.
I spot the shadow above as it shifts from a drifting tiny dot to one with purpose.
Ah, I’m seen as well.
And so we begin, again.
*the art in this photo was created by Desarae Lee*