Morning Walk
The air was warm, carrying the perfumes of wild flowers and the scent of damp soil from last night's rain. They filled my being, serving as a reminder of my existence in this very moment of time and space. I stood there on the sidewalk, with not a person in sight, eyes closed, simply absorbing the energy that surrounded me. I could feel it swirling around, permeating my skin and filling the pores with a deep sense of gratitude and reverence—a tribute to who I am and my presence in this exquisite moment.