The sun was bright. When I tried to see what was in front of me, light entered my eyes. There were times when the sun was shining as bright as 1000 flashlights and I could see it. It brightened my eyes and colored my world. But now I could only see it when the sun was comfortable. I saw what I was allowed to see, but no more. The sun was shining, I knew it, and I was blinded.
the sun burned. The heat burned my back as I lay flat on the ground for comfort. I raised my hands to beg for mercy, and my palms were blistered. There were times when I greeted the heat of the sun with a warm hug. It gave me comfort and brought me peace. But now I was content to allow the sun to touch me in unimaginable ways.
It rained heavily. The sound filled my ears as I tried to find stillness. The water soaked me and made me cold. There was a time when we welcomed drizzling rain. I sympathized with Heaven mourning his loss. The rain reminded me that I am not alone. But now, I'm glad the rain is ringing in my ears. So I let the storm intensify and the rain knowing it would hurt me.
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My stomach growled. The sound reverberated in my ears like the familiar howl of the fierce wind. It groaned and muttered in discontent with its emptiness. There was a time when I rewarded my stomach moans with fresh meat and savored those unsatisfying moans. Occasional cries of hunger reminded me of how grateful I was. But now I was content to submit to the emptiness that roared within me.So my stomach growled and let the hunger devour me because I knew it.
There was another tree in the garden. Large, wide leaves provide shade when the sun is too strong and cool during the scorching sun. There was meat to eat and shelter from the rain. I had another tree in my yard, but I had to move it. Sometimes I was tempted by the idea of other trees, but I was willing to stay because I didn't know what dangers awaited me on the path of change. I was clinging to the bark of a dead tree because I was hungry.