Why does nature’s breath cleanse our lungs and makes us feel like we have inhaled our first breath and are reborn? Is it because we have to leave the day to day behind to know her touch? Is it because her carpet forces us to walk slower and pay attention? Is it because you can see the rhythm and cycle of life and not just the immediate demands that feel unending?
Maybe, just maybe, it is as simple as the truth she beckons us to look up. And when we stand tall, our heads and shoulders no longer weighed down, looking beyond the forest that seems impenetrable, we simply breathe better. We inhale both the breath and our vision and hope extends beyond the sky. A simple truth.
