Nature

I love nature.

I love the night.

I love the silence and serenity.

I love being outside at night, where I can close my eyes, take in a breath of cool, fresh air, and listen to the sound of the night around me.

I love the cool breeze. Circling around my arms, my legs.

The cool, fresh, slightly damp air soaking itself into my skin.

It's difficult to put into words the bond I have to nature. I like to believe its to my Cherokee Indian blood that I have to thank for that. I feel as if the bond is as deep in me as the roots of trees.

When the sun rises, it's mesmerizing.

When it rains, it's calming.

When thunder is so powerful that you can feel the vibrations, it leaves me in awe.

When the fog in the morning is so thick that you can barely see a tree in front of you, it's breathtaking.

The green grass makes me want to lay in it and appreciate better this beautiful Earth we live on.

When I am with nature, I am at peace.

I love nature.