Reborn

She felt as if she was reborn. Millions of butterflies swarmed and beat against her stomach, and her head was still spinning from the excitement. It had felt so wonderful; so exhilarating. All of her senses seemed to have heightened to a new, supernatural level as the whirling world around her produced even more vibrant, beautiful colors than ever before.

The once peeling, dull wooden walls of the old barn exploded into sudden perfection as the sight of it spun into her view. She wasn't aware her feet had even brought her to this place. All she could experience was the instant purity of the Earth surrounding her. Opening its large creaking door, she stepped inside. Sunlight sparkled through the shafts from the ceiling, and rusting rakes and shovels glittered as the playful rays spread across their surface.

A small bird swooped through the doors, fluttering and flittering across the peaceful, slumbering tractor in the corner. Its song reverberated to the top of the barn's high ceiling. The beautifully antique beams across it remained silent and still, appreciating its beauty, while a small spider scuttled across them in anticipation for a better view.

With a content sigh, she slumped down on a bale of hay. Each tiny prick against her skin reminded her of how good it was to be alive.