The Figure on The Heightened Hill

I see you standing on the heightened hill and everything around was still, you had the entire universe for yourself, and the trees, the birds and all the animals surround you and wrapped their tails around you; they were standing in harmony with nature, and they were all cheering for you. It was like a movie shooting under the golden light and you had five second to bring the story to life. Just as the story was coming together, Cinderella left the scene just before mid-night, you fold your body into a ball and wrapped yourself in a golden shawl and the lights glistened from above on you and you rolled out of the Shawl and held onto a branch on the tree with passion love and dignity. You dance from mountain to tree, swinging like a chimpanzee, with hands and body in place and smiles all over your face, it's like no one was watching you, you had the world all for you and your fine figure align with the beam in the sky revealing your youthful years. I have never seen such splendid perfection and accurate routine of human body action. You were dancing from mountain to mountain, hopping and skipping like a young kangaroo without shoe, scaling over highs like stallions busting out of their pen in the middle of the night and the moon shining on top of you and the stars surrounds you, the heavens were blessing you. I stand and watch in awe, with mouth open wide, this grand occasion unfolding in front of my visionary eyes. The chipmunk watched from afar but as the evening gets darker, they drew closer and join the whole group and everyone applauded, screams and shouts resonate in the sky, and I got an instant portrait of the figure on the hill for sixty euro a piece. The finest artists were there to capture the splendid moves of the figure on the Heightened Hill.