Can this be happening?
Am I dreaming?
Is this my life from a different point of view?

I sit here trying to think how I got here
I sit in an open meadow surrounded by wild flowers
I don't know who I am
I can't remember what I was
I look around me
I spot something to my left
I get up off the ground and walk over towards it
I'm almost there when it
Or should I say 'they' stand up
There are at least two hundred of them
They look so beautiful and almost unrealistic
I can't believe my eyes
They start to walk towards me
I just stand there while they keep coming closer and closer
As they get close enough
I realize someone is watching me
I look around
I see no one
I turn back to the animals that surround me
They are called guardians
They much resemble wolves but are much,much more bigger
Their the size of a clydesdale horse maybe even a little bigger
One of them comes closer to me and sniffs me;
She is beautiful
She has midnight black fur
And deep blue eyes a person could drown in;
I stand there nervous
And wait to see what they are going to do with me
When she's done she steps back and sits on her haunches
I look at the rest of the guardians
They look like they are content with this guardian's decision
She must be the leader considering the others haven't decided to kill me on the spot
I look away from them
I look at the night sky
I've never noticed how beautiful it looked
With it's infinite stars and unknown planets
A soft breeze blows across the meadow
I close my eyes in pure bliss
I have never known the wind could be so gentle
Yet now I do
Why?
Why is this happening?
Why can't I remember?
Am I meant to be like this?
I hear a twig snap from some where in the thick forest north of the meadow
I look and see no one there
I turn back to the guardians whom are watching me with genuine curiosity
I can't help but smile at their curiosity
The leader gets up and walks over to me
I look up at her face
She looks at me then back at the other guardians
One of the other guardians nods in approval;
He has pure white fur
His eyes are the color of the deepest green
He out weighs the other leader by about two hundred pounds
And he's a lot taller than her;
He comes up beside her
Looks at her then at me
And lays down on his stomach
I look at him like I don't know what he wants me to do
He looks at me for a while
Then turns back to the female
She looks at me
After a while she comes over to me
Stands behind me
And to my surprise she picks me up by the back of my shirt
Then puts me on her mate's back
I look at her then at him
They look like little kittens who did something they weren't supposed to
I laugh at the thought
They look at the other surrounding us and decide it's time to leave
I look at the others
They look at me from the corner of their eyes
I look back at the midnight black female
She is farther ahead than the rest of us
I look up at the night sky
And wonder who I am
I want to know who I am
But I can never get past the part where I woke up and found myself surrounded by at least two hundred guardians
I look down at the pure white male
And ask him
"Do you know who I am?"
He just keeps running
Trying to keep up with the midnight black female
I look back up at the night sky
And ask myself
Who am I?