Inner Relationship

Inner Relationship
The fix the branches of a tree gently and cautiously moves in the breeze, the sparkle of dew resting on the leaves of the branches, the majesty of the mass that humbly bowed to the wind catalysed my essence, I called and I could not help but by that bench gray of that class, through the left window, responding with all throwing myself on that trip at that union between soul and nature. I empathize consciously, diligently in that relationship with Reverend fear the sublime to the point of bringing my proven mind to a state of heavenly state of grace. The absolute intimacy with myself was the reason for my own survival.