The grass rustled gently with my steps.. the wind whispered at my ears and I felt the breeze touched my skin lightly and leave.. Against the shades of green, wild flowers spread itself randomly and the meadow glow under the warmth of the late afternoon rays.
Rocky edges against the dewy golden backdrop, the majestic rugged-like silhouette that stretched before me felt like elder spirits watching over the horizon. Afar, it seems as if the sky, the mountain and the river has blend into one picturesque frame.
The morning sun pours in generously, shining through the frames that are walled with vines and ivy. The garden lit up with a sense of enchantment and the rows of flower bloom spiritually with the arrival of Spring.
The landscape remains indistinguishable as I circled around.. Every so often, fallen leaves and twigs crunched upon my footsteps and birds would whistle from a distance, expressing their existence to me. Sunlight filtered through the trees, intensifying the radiance of the verdant and I allow my lungs to expand generously with each breathe.
The tranquil river was in the pale shade of dandelion, reflecting the morning sunrise that stretch across the sky.. Along the shore, cattails emerge and lined and their brown flower head danced gracefully at the autumn breeze. This sight reminds me of a mother's lullaby.