The bark of the tree I’m resting on is deeply scarred
The light playfully shines through the leaves
A grasshopper peacefully hoping around
It’s thinking about something to eat
I’m dressed like a sailor for a long journey
Surrounded by trees solemnly standing by
Listening to the leaves rustling in light breeze
Feeling at peace and pensive at the same time
The future is open seemingly far away
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