My caput rested peacefully against the bark of the willow tree. my back floated on a bed of grass and my pess were gliding in the unagitated H2O of the lake. on occasion being nibbled by assorted fish. It was the perfect ambiance to hold a small sleep ; nevertheless I knew that if I fell asleep I would repent acquiring to look up to the lake’s cherished beauty on this dramatic twenty-four hours.
The sky was every bit clear as sapphire. the Sun was a rose-colored apricot coloring material and was surrounded by pillows of clouds and somehow my imaginativeness managed to convert me that there were small angels dance and tittuping above them. The sky looked even more beaming in the lake’s refection ; it added a glittery entreaty to it. charming.
I gazed wonderfully towards the other side of the lake where the troop of trees stood. practically embracing each other. I enjoyed watching the elephantine trees sway with each other as if they were traveling towards nature’s music. On my side of the lake. there was a choir of toads clicking and birds peeping. I sang a small tune excessively. but the toads and birds all of a sudden stopped. they must hold disliked my melody.
As I was approximately to rest my eyes a small. nature woke me up. The quieting zephyr tickled my ear lobes and I could faintly hear it whispering secrets to me.
Every clip the air current passed by. it left behind a aroma of maple and berries so strong that it made my nose vellication. It smelt heavenly organic yet delightfully tasty.
When I took a careful expression at the lake. it looked similar to a bosom form ; merely one side was somewhat bigger. The coloring material of the H2O was like an guiltless girl’s eyes. so pure. It was a dark turquoise and if you looked carefully you could see the aglow graduated tables of assorted fish. Every now and so a heard of teeny bantam leap fish would be rushing across the glowing surface of the lake as if they were being chased by the constabulary.
The lake was ineffably beautiful as it was but looking at what was on land around it was merely the frosting on top of the bar. Flowers bloomed as if they were populating the last twenty-four hours of their life ; bees flew as if there was no haste ; beloveds drank H2O as if there were no marauders and birds sang as if they were in a symphonic music.
The air current softly susurrations through the trees as I rest on the soft green bed beneath me. peaceable feelings overtake me and my liquors seem to surge from within merely like the birds circling above me.
