Perfect Day

Perfect Day
Childrens laughter rings through the forest,
Chirping birds flit from tree to tree,
The setting sun's red lightshines through slits in the tree-leaves,
The warm breeze flows through the forest making a sighing sound,
The light pitter-patter of rain sounds from above,
The smell of fresh water and nature floats in the breezy air,
The sound of a meditative flute creeps through the forest,
The ground is soft and grassy, devoid of bugs and parasites,
The red light of the setting sun hits the green leaves of the trees, resulting in a green, fresh forest,
and there is noone there to witness such beauty...except God himself...