Beneath the trees in the woods perfectly little bells of blue carpet the earth. The sun punches through the soft canopy of the new spring leaves illuminating little patches of the blooms. Birds sings, bees buzz, in the far distance there is the low rumble of a tractor. It all feels so inviting.
I lay down among the green and blue. You would too wouldn’t you? The soft woodland earth feels warm against my skin, and as I sink down into its gentle embrace all the thoughts of the world disappear from my mind and it is just me, feeling, being, touching and touching and touching…
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