The air that surrounds me
calms my spirit down.
The green of the trees
paint a picture of purity.
It's silent and calming,
I dare say so.
The rhythm of the sound,
drifting like an echo,
breathes life into me.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
The air that surrounds me
calms my spirit down.
The green of the trees
paint a picture of purity.
It's silent and calming,
I dare say so.
The rhythm of the sound,
drifting like an echo,
breathes life into me.
