Those ember mornings held dear to my heart as droplets fall from above - the lonesome trees and their weeping tears I ve grown up among them yet now they tower over me They hold wisdom the glowing light holds truth I ve exposed myself to the forest as an offering but she does not take instead she relinquishes me back to myself giving me the answers I was looking for all along Where is your happy place that grants you serenity from all the chaos of the world Have a relaxing Sunday all and get out and enjoy nature if you can