Rushing through a endless meadow full tall grass.
Wild flowers never ceasing there passes.
The smell of flowers never creasing there dances across my nostrils.
Spring winds pick up but where do they go?

Where do they lead?
Down the path through tall grasses lies tall fields of flowers that never stop there growth in the green.

They tickle across my legs and toes as I travel down the path of unknown.
The soothing smell of lavender fills my nose.

Soothing yet calming it subdued me in tranquility.