
Get high in nature
Witness the euphoric sight of a dirt path winding through miles of trees waving their hellos
The rage of the crashing falls transforming into the calm trickling of water over a cascade of rocks
Feel warm kiss of sunlight caressing my skin evaporating every molecule of sweat off my brow
The fresh dewy smell of the air carried by the light breeze ducking in and out of the hills blowing my hair into a mess
The combination of it all overwhelming my senses with a perfectly orchestrated effort to render me thoughtless
Get high in nature
Because this is the best place for your mind to get stuck
Sitting it the sun
Listening to the waterfall
Feeing the breeze
Stuck in time
About the Creator
Alice Gru
I was mistaken for a porcelain doll when I was younger. That porcelain is now broken and expressed through poetry.


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