—
Stress soften; it slowly fades to a whisper.
A quiet moment settles in.
Escape into a peaceful misty dream.
Like leaves drifting on water,
Like clouds passing by,
Gliding quietly across an open sky.
Like Nature play quiet rhythm,
In the forest, in the plants, in the soft wind.
Feel a gentle sense of ease and wander
Through simple lines and soft shapes,
that hover,
Offering space
To breathe.
Aga
