Acceptance

The lush plants surrounding you reach their flourishing branches and stalks into the sky, which, although blocked by the thick knot of tree branches, still shines through the leaves, casting the verdant forest floor with a pleasant green light. A calm breeze wafts through the forest, swaying the great trees gently. While you stand here, among the teeming life,  your troubles seem insignificant, and all you can do is live in the moment. The issues of the world and the sadness that crept over you ever since they left you that gray evening dissipate with the breeze, replacing the cold feeling of regret with a warm sensation you can’t describe. Carelessly, you wander out of the dim shadow of the forest and into an open field, where the tall grass waves sleepily. As you walk among the chirping grasshoppers through the grass, hundreds of thin, fragile arms reach up, all trying to reach the great golden ball that shines down on everything. You follow the lead of the grass, and reach up to feel the magnificent heat of the sun on your arms. The warmth spreads slowly, creeping through your very being all the way down to your feet, which feel cemented and firm on the soil below, bringing you down to earth. Surrounded by trees, in this clearing, which seemingly is untouched by the disaster that comes with mankind, you feel safe. You feel like you belong.