A Gentle Flutter

Everything was quiet until a tiny warmth gathered in my chest. I blinked, realizing my eyes could take in the world around me. Wondering if I could truly move, I raised my free hand ever so gently and reached across to touch the delicate petals tucked safely inside my little woven basket. The soft felt tickled my fingertips, answering my touch with a slight, sweet sway. I let out a tiny, soft breath, standing steady and upright, delighted to find that I am truly here.