This green balm is serenading, spreading on my forehead beneath the yon sanguine sky. It’s becoming my top of the mind recall…diluting my berserk mind. They say nature stirs a clarity inside you….I say at least it’s engrossing. Each breath has become observant, reminiscent of the vista… thawing the emotions…outlining the blur. I breath a sizable amount… it’s full of lichen and moss. I select the filters in the frame, and match them with my dominant hormones. The repetitive verdure and the crests of mountain tops, fade as I look away… I’m doubting…they’re scheming a plan. The trails along the hills were earlier feeling like burgeoning neurons… are now relaxing. Another fresh gulp of breath… this time it’s pine and willows. It lingers in my tastebuds. A trail of unrecognized thoughts was almost approaching me but my mobile rang. I muted it without any attention. The panorama is captivating me temporarily.
Cascading mystical hills