As I nestle under a huge pine, I watch the dimming light of the day.
The colors slowly disappear while the shades of the evening welcome the night.
Shadows dance across the trees as the light fades, declaring the changing of the guard.
The crescent moon is peeking through the canopy of the tall pine while bright stars shimmer and loudly announce their entrance as the evening unfolds.
I close my eyes mapping the beauty above me, then open them quickly afraid to miss anything.
There’s a soft rustle of leaves as something snuggles in for the night while the hooting of an owl lets me know life is close by.
I perform my own gentle ballet settling into the soft underbrush.
The gentle sound of water plays like a lullaby as stars twinkle in harmony.
Croaking male frogs assert their domain, calling for a mate in nature’s game.
The moon now peers above the treetop, brightening the sky for all to see.
The evening’s entertainment reveals an amazing light show coupled with the natural rhythm of sounds.
I notice the gentle competition between sound and light when nature’s symphony challenges my senses with the fragrance of the forest.
I take in a deep cleansing breath as moss, pine needles, and damp earth call out to me.
The perfume of flora melds together to create a potpourri for the senses.
The aroma of the evening adds to an orchestra already in full performance; building to a crescendo where everything is connected and becomes one.
