It’s quiet in the space above the trees.
In stillness, she recognizes the endless motion of wind.
 
Breath.
 
Places one foot,
Finds purchase against cool, gritty Earth
 
She advances
 
Gains ground in long strides
Closes the gap
Abandons gravity
Disregards rationale
Overturns history
Upends assumption
 
Rests here:
 
Above Tree Line.