This is living.
Listening to the sound
of waves crashing onto beaches.
Hearing the rustling of trees,
as the wind dances through.
Watching stars at night,
under a blanket of pure light.
This is living.
The first frost of Winter.
The first bloom of Spring.
The sound of laughter.
The stillness of peace.
This is living.
For the simple things.
For the smiles, the sounds,
the smells and the sights.
This is the gift of being human.
A beautiful understanding
of the world around us.
This is where we belong.
For this is pure, fragile
and breath-taking.
This is
The nature of life.