Sleeping in peace under the trees’ shelter,

I feel the fresh air touch me tender.

The wild forest of green,

Making the world seem so serene.

The oasis of this grass rug,

Keeping me snug.

Waiting for the canopy to open with new rays of light,

I will wake to a less than dismal sight.

The tranquil sound of the birds,

Is all that waits to be heard.

Awake, I feel my soul refreshed.

All around me waking flourished.

Everyday will be the same.

With no regrets, I’m glad I came.