TROPICAL PARADISE

 (Source: quiet-spheres)

We fly on a green carpet

through the dense bush.

Mosquitoes for companions

in the moisture-laden air.

Exotic plants fan our faces

as we trek down winding paths.

Snapping sounds taunt us

as we canoe down the river.

The tempo quickens.

The beat picks up.

The air becomes heavier.

The sounds louder.

We become one with nature.

Lost in a tropical paradise.

TROPICAL PARADISE

 (Source: quiet-spheres)

We fly on a green carpet

through the dense bush.

Mosquitoes for companions

in the moisture-laden air.

Exotic plants fan our faces

as we trek down winding paths.

Snapping sounds taunt us

as we canoe down the river.

The tempo quickens.

The beat picks up.

The air becomes heavier.

The sounds louder.

We become one with nature.

Lost in a tropical paradise.

A GREEN CARPET

We fly on a green carpet

through the dense bush.

Mosquitoes for companions

in the moisture-laden air.

Exotic plants fan our faces

as we trek down winding paths.

Snapping sounds taunt us

as we canoe down the river.

The tempo quickens.

The beat picks up.

The air becomes heavier.

The sounds louder.

We become one with nature.

Lost in a tropical paradise.

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THE JUNGLE

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Take me into the jungle.

Across the bamboo bridge.

To where it’s hot and humid.

And exotic creatures come to life.

Branches hit me in the face.

Bugs bite my hands and legs.

Greenery attempts to bury me.

But this is the life I want to live.

 

A TROPICAL PARADISE

Source:quiet-spheres

Let’s take the green carpet

Through the dense bush.

Mosquitoes our constant companions

Through the moisture-laden air.

Exotic plants fan our way

Through the sounds of the forest.

Shrieks and shouts accompany us

Through the rustling trees.

Snapping sounds follow us

Through our trek in the water.

The tempo quickens.

The beat picks up.

The air becomes heavier.

The sky greener.

We become one with nature.

Lost in a tropical paradise.

INTO THE JUNGLE

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Take me into the jungle.

Across the bamboo bridge.

To where it’s hot and humid.

And exotic creatures come to life.

Branches hit me in the face.

Bugs bite my hands and legs.

Greenery attempts to bury me.

But this is the life I want to live.

DREAM ON!

DREAMS
Some days I feel that there is so much more out there—that I’m not experiencing all life has to offer. I want to travel everywhere. Try foods across the world. Meet new people with different customs and languages. I want to be invited into their world—into their homes to feel their warmth and hospitality.
We can’t all be so lucky. We can’t drop everything and take off on a whim. But I can look out into the calming waves of the ocean and dream. Dreaming is free for everyone. Our dreams are limitless in their scope. No one can take them away. We can savor them for as long as we want.
Look out at the waves or the stars and dream your own personal dreams. And maybe some of them will come true.

Foam by wayan mega