The absence of noise,

Is welcomed into the thin wispy fog,

Of the mountain.

Thick,

Evergreen foliage,

Spans a great distance,

Rivaling the Grand Canyon.

Terra’s (mother natures) creatures,

Gallop,

Crawl,

Scutter,

And swim,

Without a care in the world.

The clash of antlers,

The grunts of male bears,

The splash of the fish jumping up from the water,

Are welcoming sounds into the world of animals.

The faint sound,

Of rain falling down,

In a light drizzle,

Brings the forest to a standstill.

Picturesque,

Tranquil,

Like a scene out of a book,

Like a dream.