It was scorching hot, so resting under the shade of a tree is especially pleasing and satisfying. There I use to stay for a long while before I continue my work and my journey.
Under the shade of a dense and tall tree I use to sit down, enjoying the gentle and cool breeze, hearing the chirping of the birds and the humming insects, watching the sweet smiling flowers and the beautiful landscape, and not forgetting to take a long and deep breath. It is so refreshing as the sweat slowly cools and dries out.
Under the shade of a dense and tall tree I use to read books, newspapers and magazines. Sometimes I write articles and essays as my thought is carry away by the sound of the rushing stream and the sight of the various cloud formations in the clear blue sky.
Under the shade of a dense and tall tree I once used to play guitar and sang along with friends. We looked at one another with love and tender loving care. It was just fantastic and I could still remember our secret hiding place and our precious moments.
Now under the shade of a dense and tall tree I start to chew the green and tender grass slowly and allow its juice to go down the throat. It is bitter sweet and just suit me as I keep the tree company.
Oh dense and tall trees, how you have quietly blessed so many...
Under the shade of a dense and tall tree I use to sit down, enjoying the gentle and cool breeze, hearing the chirping of the birds and the humming insects, watching the sweet smiling flowers and the beautiful landscape, and not forgetting to take a long and deep breath. It is so refreshing as the sweat slowly cools and dries out.
Under the shade of a dense and tall tree I use to read books, newspapers and magazines. Sometimes I write articles and essays as my thought is carry away by the sound of the rushing stream and the sight of the various cloud formations in the clear blue sky.
Under the shade of a dense and tall tree I once used to play guitar and sang along with friends. We looked at one another with love and tender loving care. It was just fantastic and I could still remember our secret hiding place and our precious moments.
Now under the shade of a dense and tall tree I start to chew the green and tender grass slowly and allow its juice to go down the throat. It is bitter sweet and just suit me as I keep the tree company.
Oh dense and tall trees, how you have quietly blessed so many...
1 comments:
May 26, 2009 at 11:08 PM
There’s a lot of diverse ways to relax. Of course, resting under the dense and tall tree is one of my favorite places to unwind, especially in a farm tree. I called it resting with nature, here, I can sing with the bird, dance with the wind, and feel the caress of the breeze.
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