Exploit

The crisp cool autumn breeze blows across my face

The wind rushes in between the fibers of my hair

I look out on the horizon, at the beautiful flowers

My skin is covered in goose bumps, simply breath taken by the beauty that lies before me.

A warm, burgundy wool sweater swallows me up as I sit in the cool, moist grass with my notebook and pen writing down what I see

A red flower, red and orange leaves, a beautiful golden sky painted with grey, cotton clouds.

I inhale then exhale, my eyes closed

I smell fresh cut grass

A fire burning in the distance

In this moment

Right this second

Is when I realize,

That nothing you buy me, nothing you feed me. nor say to me

Can make me more happier, than what I see before me.