Permit me to escort you into the woods, from the boundaries of four walls into the vastness of nature’s gift.

Let me show you the stand of trees, standing in the dimming evening light.

Observe the way the branches lie, embraced by the grass, comfortable where they have fallen.

Listen to the trickle of the water, and see how it reflects all that will allow it.

See how the breeze gently moves the leaves, how they sway in harmony.

Breathe in, and Breathe out.

-Eyes wide open, Chinwe