Reaching toward the velvet heavens, the treasures of God 's creations unfolded before my eyes, a peaceful feeling went through me like if an angel spoke my name softly.
I lay on a blanket of green cool moss my friends next to me, not afraid, they know I love them like myself.
They speak to me with there eyes, they walk along the thin path of crushed wild flowers, they drink from the fresh clear streams.
No freedom like the wilderness, the beauty hidden deep, the wild life runs across my path gracefully, feeding as they go along there way.
Paradise on earth, no such thing as unhappiness here, mother nature sees to that, a constant breeze kisses my cheek, has the darkness brings forth the cool glow of the moon.
I close my eyes, and drift off into a land of never ending beauty the air is fresh, the mist slowly creeps across the valley like a silver cloak..