I'm Glowing

I climbed a steep river bank, massive ancient red cedars rising around me. I put my hand on the tree to catch my breath.

Eyes open — flickering green, white, blue. Eyes shut — deep reds, dark greens, a buzzing rising from my lower back up through my shoulders.

When I opened my eyes the colours seemed to be vibrating, almost blending — from the red soil and dark ferns on the forest floor, up the cedar bark, into the sky.

This is that moment.