people who seem not to be able to just enjoy the music of the nature

and people. everywhere. always

Too much concrete and little patches of green

and there is nothing

But I know all the places around here

I have to find a place like that here

I feel free

I can hear the bees around me

I hear the wings of the birds that fly over my head

I feel like I could sit here forever

the sun feels warm on my skin

up the hill I sit down in the dry gras

he seems to enjoy the same as I do

but he moves along and quiet with his dog

there I see someone

no car. no human chatter.

there is no noice

surrounded by nature

alone.

and I walk up this path somewhere I was this September