"flora"

a virgin so pure and whole known as mother nature.

she beckons me toward her with those entrancing eyes.

she leads me deeper and deeper into the landscape she calls home.

and helps me understand what the sweet murmuring of the brook means.

she helps me understand the haunting sound the wind whispers through the tall grass.

she helps me understand the meaning of what it means to be present in a moment.

a moment you wish you could reach your arm out and grab.