The night grows dark. The air cools. It brings with it a heavy dew. I bow my head to collect each drop. Slowly filling up the crevice of my back, I create a little pool. I keep it with me until morning. Its weight is heavy. It pulls my head towards the cool black earth. Its been a long night. Just as my head reaches bottom, warmth strikes me. The pink and orange rays tickle my face. Happy, I stretch my neck, slowly unwinding from the toes up. As I do, the little bubble slides down my back and I return to the dirt what the sky had given to me.
