I wake up slowly to feel two birds tugging at my hair. I turn. I see them playing with the strands of hair. A smile forms on my face. They should be asleep. I was having such wistful dreams. I rub my eyes a little. I hear their song. It's beautiful. It reminds me of him. How he sang to be in the cave. I always like hearing songs from birds and people alike. 

It makes me feel... happy. It makes me feel like I'm still human. I look up and I see the moon. I rise up from the tree branch I was sitting in. The birds tug my clothing. I brush them away. I let out a yawn. I turn and I see the sun rising. I let out a breath. Nothing beats and early morning breeze I suppose. 

It's time to go to work. My work is never done. I am the breath of the earth. I move clouds and control storms. I open my arms and move through the sky. I feel my hair expanding. I let out a breath as I start expanding around the earth.