Consciously breathing the fresh air
Beside to the precious gift that God had giveth
Embracing my precious love, a small child that looks up to me
Reminiscing the past
The tress are my solace
Climbing, sitting on it's branches
Content with observing the surrounding
Happiness is so simple, then
Just be with Nature, co-exist
Listening to the sound of the leaves
The breeze, which provides coolness
Up there, quiet and serene
Only conscious of the breathing
Then the Universe converse with one's Soul
Inner peace is achieved
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