The purple blue haze ripples across the sky
The trees groan as the wind circles around them
I sit on a bed of pine needles and lean back against the tree
Breathing deeply
And letting go
The tree breathes with me
Drawing from its deep roots buried in the earth
Exhaling through the branches
Surrendering the breath to the atmosphere
LOVE this: sweet, simple, quiet and exhilarating thoughts using your senses