As the aureate sunlight falls
on our tanned skins
and we breeze
through the plants nimbly

As the cool, gushing water
cascades down the stony path
and curls on our feet,
wiggling our toes

As the mellow tunes of birds
echo in our ears,
filling them with a mellifluous sound,
oh, the lovely strain!

As the shady trees
envelope us,
lingering on our faces,
caressing them,
brushing them.

What a merry feeling it is truly,
to be out in the wild,
where every sound is tangible
and every touch sings its own song.

Where every sight has its own smell,
and every waft, is visible.
Where a camaraderie forms
between humans and animals
and where the voice of the wild
reverberates in our hearts for ever!