The wafting breeze that tickles my hair
The scent of nature tinges the air
The ground that crunches beneath my feet
The forest aroma fresh and sweet
A boundless sky opens above
A lack of stormy clouds thereof
The grasslands stretches in between
Rolling hills of beguiling green
The water the color of priceless jade
Over the cliff in a grand cascade
Glistening life swims beneath the seas
Rows upon rows of verdant trees
The towering mountain, a secret mage
Coated in plumes of sun-kissed sage

— OrcasTogether