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A gentle breeze and flowing grass
Never ending green
A tree stands tall and proud
with little flowers beginning to bloom
I lose myself in the sound, the air, the smells.
A pair of wings lands on a flower
As the wind continues to blow gently
The leaves and flowers sway
and I am pulled into their rhythm.
A flower slightly bends under the weight of a beautiful little fairy
And another as it hops from one to the next
The weight causing the stems to bend
I bend along with them
Reaching out, he climbs into my hand
A cute and tiny thing
He smiles up at me
And I smile along
A vast array of colors and scents around us
A variety of intricate patterns
A plain full of life
The birds sing the chorus as he sings his solo
And I sing along with them.