The soil was smooth against my bare feet as I walked into the forest.  

The cascading vines and billowy leaves where projecting shadowy silhouettes.

Rain drops slowly ascended from above the treetops, the misty air immediately soothed my nerves.

 I lay on the undergrowth , letting my body become the forest.
Water is now pouring onto my face, and I tilt my head and close my eyes.
A gust of air brings me the scent of a honeysuckle, its delicate perfumed scent stimulating my senses.

My body is in a sense of meditation, yet I feel everything;
The chills running throughout my body, the fallen flower petal lingering on my skin.

I feel the dry clay stuck on my toes as I shift my legs around on the dirt, and thorns leaving marks against my back.

Everything is so alive and full of vitality and strength. The creatures and plants seem to have a never ending bond despite the constant fight for survival.

Nature is purely everything