This afternoon, I sought relaxation and wandered through a grassy area. Surrounded by lush greenery, I soaked in the peaceful vibes. I breathed the fresh air deeply, enjoying the calm, while occasionally sitting on the soft grass, feeling completely at ease.
Merakan grass, Themeda triandra, caught my eye—like a bird, delicate and alive. I moved closer, memories rushing back. As a child, I played with its leaves, tucking them in my sleeves, watching them slip inside my clothes, laughing as they danced along my skin.
Do you feel the same in a wide, green space? I do—peace settles in me. That calm, open feeling is why I wanted to spend an hour walking among the grass, letting the quiet, gentle earth soothe my thoughts and spirit.
The sound of birds is like a harmonious composition by a musical master, each note flowing with grace. The gentle breeze adds to the tranquility, whispering through the leaves. Surrounded by this natural symphony, I can only think—what a truly wonderful world this is.
Life’s burdens never truly vanish—they come and go like waves. But peace is more fragile; sometimes it disappears entirely. I search for it in the crowd but find only noise. Finding someone to truly talk to isn't easy anymore. When I was a kid, things were different—I could speak to anyone, invite them to play, and joy would follow. Now, true friends who truly listen are rare. So I turn to nature. It doesn't judge or interrupt. It listens in silence, offering comfort without complaint. In its presence, I feel heard and gently understood.
In the wide green grass, I found peace today—a gentle silence, a soft breeze, and the quiet presence of nature holding my thoughts.
