Perfection at its finest

forest

Late night, moon high in the sky,

showering beams of light upon nature’s beauty.

Closed eyes,

a smile.

Stillness surrounds you, and there you find peace in solitude.

Within the forest, cool night.

Path lit by moonlight.

Everything as it should be in this moment.

Mind clear.

Tired eyes, weary flesh.

Perfection at it’s finest.

Earth holds you as you drift into dreamful sleep,

and upon waking, you owe Earth nothing.

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