In a hot spring afternoon, where the sun was petting easily the earth, the wind was nicely blowing the branches of the fresh springed trees . I was taking a walk in the fresh awaken forest. In my mind, the trees were like moving from the place the nature has placed them. I'm heading to my grandfather's house and easily I am feeling that I'm getting lost , being drunk by the lovely sweet nature.
I am becoming agitated because I was lost from the right way. I'm am looking at the sky and I'm starting to get dizzy. I feel how my knees are getting weaker and I'm falling easily on the moist leaves. I'm like bathing in them. I'm easily sleeping and dreaming snowed trees and golden ground. If it would have been a pink house, I would've said it was heaven , but in a few seconds I was awaken by my grandfather's sweet frightened voice. I'm getting up and I am realising that I wasn't in the same place, I was in my grandfather's yard. my grandfather asked me what happened but I refused to tell him because I didn't want to look suspicious.
( sper ca te-a ajutat :-*:)
