When everything is silent I can hear the earths heartbeat. It’s slow and melodic and barely there.

I’ve lost touch with myself since the last time I visited you. You’re a place of solace and meditation.

When I’m with you I can see a younger me, a more innocent and less jaded me enjoying the endless wonders of you.

Losing myself in the depths of you will always be the perfect afternoon. The sun is kinder to you than anywhere else that I’ve been.

Tall grass hides me from reality and I can cry to you about my life changing and mistakes I’ve made. On your tallest tree I can read you my poems and feel free from judgement. It’s upon your hills where I first feel in love and under your water falls where I washed myself from sadness.

You are my wildest daydream and my favorite place. At night the blankets of stars keep me warm and the trees watch over me, completely serene and forever indebted to the land as I sleep.