This late afternoon, the sunlight slipped through the gaps of the trees. It feels so mellow when it slowly starts to touch the skin of my face, my arms, and my legs. I blink and can see how the wind rustles through the branches of the trees. It creates a splendid moving play of shapes, lights, and shadows. The leaves perform at their best – their repetitiously sound soothes my busy mind. The march of time has stopped, for just a few moments I give myself up to this pureness: The radiant glow of colors, the fresh pleasurable smell of early spring, the joy for the time being.
Five Minutes of memories!