What if I walked in the woods?
Would it feel as if the world has faded away
Like I am a squirrel, rolled up in a ball, laying in my cozy tree den?
Would the world feel closer, bigger and more real
Like I am a great magnificent redwood tethered to the spinning earth by my great gnarled roots?
What if I walked in the city?
Would I feel small, invisible and insignificant
Like I am a bacteria running through the body, never noticed, never minded?
Would I feel grand, bold and important
Like I am royalty, in a carriage, being spirited through my kingdom?
What if I walked in the desert?
Would I feel alone, empty and scared
Like I am a new kitten left by the side of the road?
Would I feel joyful and free to run jump and yell
Like I am a young colt released from his stall after a long cooped up winter?
What If I walked in the mountains?
Would I feel cold, weak and breathless
Like I am a fox caught in a nasty snowstorm?
Would I feel robust, tenacious and triumphant
Like I am an explorer finding a secret lost treasure?
What if I were scared?
Would I stay inside my room and only watch the world go by from there
Like I am a baby eagle with no wings and no wisdom?
Would I know that life is worth the risk and step out into the bright unknown
Like a hero who has grabbed fear by it’s tail and thrown it into the deep, deep ever after?