Freedom Forest

The cold wind flows past my nose following loose leaves.

Towering trees stand by me, carefree, away from all trouble.

As I walk the crunch of the grass tells me how alone and free I am in this peaceful environment.

Silence. 

All alone in these serene scenes.

Hidden in this forest, I'm unseen. 

All I do is daydream.

The aroma of eucalyptus fills me up.

Minty, pepper, fresh, it’s all I can focus on.

Who thought a hidden forest could be as refreshing as a cold glass of lemonade?

As the smell talks to me, the birds begin to sing to me.

The satisfaction overfills me. 

The trees and bushes follow me around, constantly.

I cannot escape.

Though that is for the better.

The smell, noises, sights and feelings, they all overtake me.

There’s no coming back.