"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts."
--Rachael Carson
I will not open my eyes ...yet.
Listen to the morning birds
water rushing in the stream.
Smell the burnt wood from last night
clinging to this comfy sleeping bag.
When the sun peeps out
so will I.
till then,
i'll paste these senses into my memory.
