Surroundings

Trees swaying in the air

The cool breeze swooshing on my face

Cold breath I’m breathing out

Sitting in the freezing cold rain 

Hoo-hoo, the owls were whispering 

I can see the trees breathing 

and me breathing back at them

I feel the warm fire pit

as I toast the soft warm marshmallows 

In the night 

I see the stars glimmering 

and the moon glowing 

Questioning how did nature get there 

and how’d it get so bright?