Branches forming a canopy over me,
Protecting me from the downpour by an umbrella of leaves,
A musical sound as the rain is beating down drumming on the leaves,
A medicating sound,
With a wind section orchestrated by the movement of trees assisted by a gentle breeze,
Tranquillity of mother nature coming over me,
A chorus of birds can be heard invisible to the eyes,
The woodland floor a carpet of blue as I walk on a track I never new....................................................
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