Organic

Rest body, soul, spirit, mind, you are profound.
Spinning, whirling into what seems as another dimension,
reflections resembling still water.
Time travel seems exsistant.
Stumbling across tide pools, searching for creatures of vitality,
The passionate waves suffocate the rocks,
as if she had caught him in bed with Mother Nature.
Sexuality.
Dynamic daffodil hills awaken with the influential sensation of spring air,
liberated from the harsh winter frost.
Colossal redwood pines never end, Questioning the years of growth;
If I could live a thousand years, would I be the size of this tree?
The vibrant, violet lupine fill my eyes with love. 
Hopping stones down melodic streams, 
Wondering where it starts and where it ends. 
Before the media, nature was a source of life.
Music.
Relaxation.