The Sound of a Soul Waking Up
This morning, at daybreak, there was an astonishing light coming from the forest. She stopped what she was doing as she could hardly move at the sight of it. She understands now, how in ancient times, the prophets and sages believed they were visited by angels. If there were such things as angels, she would say that she met one this morning, but she knows better. She ran outside toward this ball of light and knelt in the wet grass. Sparkling droplets of water from last night's rain fell down from the tree tops upon her head like a baptism and she laughed.