Garth part 3 (fiction)

Garth knew he was laying with his back against a pine tree, it had changed though. Somehow he was sinking into the bark of it, all around his upper body the tree was holding him making him part of it. He could feel the power within this giant.

He knew somehow that this was now a Sequoiadendron giganteum or giant redwood he was being cosseted by. The base of which was huge (see pic). This tree had stood for many many years and was situated in America, more than that he realised this was part of the Sierra Nevada Mountain range. Not knowing how he got there seemed un-important what mattered was the life of this statuesque beauty. The bark felt so soft and spongy against his back he could feel the fibrous nature of it through into his soul. He could feel the filmy red fibres binding to his hair. Almost as if he was becoming the tree itself. Now he knew this tree was almost full grown at just short of 90m it didn't have much growth left till it started the long process of dying.

He could see now he was sat at the edge of a forest full of these awesome tree's but he was laying against a seedling now, it didn't seem possible. Right then he realised he had went back in time and was sat at the base of the same tree when it still young, just a year or two old.

This was amazing Garth felt the power surging through this future giant. The Surging goodness coming from the earth entering it allowing it to use the food produced by its needle's they were dark green in colour and not quite full size yet. As someone who had felt the occasional rush of pleasure from liaisons with the ladies and the surge of a completion of a sale at work he was comparing these feelings with that. Nothing in his life had prepared him for the surge of pure joy the feeling of growth and oneness was almost crushing him.

Looking out into a valley he could see grazing animals to far way to make out what they were but he could feel the pure goodness leaching from them. He knew instinctively these animals didn't have a bad bone in them. More shocking than any of that was there was no fear! He knew he was feeling what they were and they were afraid of nothing.

All of this so overpowered Garth he blanked out. There was just emptiness for now but he craved that feeling of natural power. How had he never felt that before?

"Please let it come back!"