I want to feel nature.

I want to take a trip to a deserted beach with white sand and clear water, no one but you and this beautiful expanse of land.

Or walk through a grove of trees in the autumn time, feeling the cold air bite you and seeing the red orange trees sway in the breeze right in front of you, like a dancing flame.

Seeing and feeling, that’s it.

I just want to lay down in that white sand and watch the sunset.

Watch the moon come out and the sun cower away in fear, as the sky changes from a purple orange to pitch black dotted with stars.

Like a war between the Gods of the sky.

I want to be able to look in water and see my reflection, barely visible by the delicate silver of the moonlight. No one understands these feelings I have.

These feelings I can only convey through explicit descriptions of beautiful scenery.

Emotions take form and paint these pictures in front my eyes.

I want to paint them in front of yours, too.