Grass.
The coolness of the Earth.
The smell of the rain.
Feel the wetness, the softness-
The pleasure.
As you breathe it in, remember the colors.
The vibrant greens,
The richness of the dark brown Earth.
The golden hue of the sun as it shines down on the freshness of what is new.
Breathe it in.
The smell of the rain.
The color of the dark, gray-blue sky.
The faintness of the rainbow, peeking out among the clouds.
Breathe it in.
Close your eyes.
Feel.
The grass beneath your feet.
The breeze upon your face.
The warmth of the sun, tickling your skin.
The appreciation of the new day.
The new night.
The new life.
The newness of what is.
Of what will be.
And what you know is coming.
Breathe it in.
Breathe.
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