With light and strong wind I feel a disturbance in the air

A filter that hasn’t been changed in thousands of years soon I will feel the snow, sleet, lighting and rumbling thunder above my head. The wind picks up and becomes very strong I am nothing but small so it slowly lifts me.

My hair flings violently above my shoulders and all around me,

I lift even higher. I feel as light as a feather, but my fear has over come me. What will happen next? I wonder my mind is in full throttle, full thought, the hail begins to come down. It hits me I feel my mind, no longer thinking but pain, followed by the rain and snow all at once, all together.

I looked around me once more. More people rise, my mind goes into thought again. What is happening why must we lift so high, the world around me is fading; it’s turning black as we go further to the light. Further to the light we go together away from what was once ours to start a new,