I sit in quiet slumber
My back against a tree
Gazing through its branches
To a sky that’s seems so free
The scent of all the flowers
Fills me with such awe
As they overloads my senses
Until I can take no more
In the distance I hear water
Chasing over ground
Bashing into pebbles
The earth has spread around
Each drop relays a story
Of travels far and wide
As it siphons down the hillside
To find a place to hide
Nothing in this moment
Could ever break this spell
As I sit as one with nature
Against a tree I know so well.
PTT
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