I have a special place. It's a few minutes walk from home.
When I cross the road and enter a path surrounded by fields on both sides, my view widens. There are no tall trees or houses, and green carpets are spread all over.
The path impresses me a lot like the endless corridor of a museum.
And I walk slowly from the middle of the corridor, looking straight above.
The sky is wide and connected, and the clouds also flow through eternal time. At that moment, I'm flying in the sky. The body is light and lies slowly between the clouds flowing high in the sky. The birds hurry away beside me.
I see them off and my aerial walk ends as I float in the air.
