Breathe

Visual smog, countless sounds, and the relentless pressure to move faster and faster — so that we miss nothing, let nothing slip away, experience everything, earn more, and constantly try to get ahead… I want to breathe… to walk through the forest, to be grateful for every breath and for the simplicity of being, to listen to the quiet breeze and breathe in the scent of pines. I want to stand tall on the mountaintop, drawing from the wisdom of stillness.