Trees in a trail

Trees are my sanctuaries when I feel low

When I feel low, I look at the trees

Which are the glory of parks and forests

Because they absorb carbondioxide and release oxygen

I get lost in the woods

Like a seven year old child

Searching for nothing but happiness, peace and tranquility

Amidst the beautiful fall weather of Shenandoah National Park

I begin 30 days of silence

To practice deep meditation and understand the truth

As I hear the voices of birds

That stand freely on the branches of trees

Occupied by squirrels trying to climb the top of the trees

And see the surrounding from the pinnacle

A tree full of leaves in each branches

Is as equally important as a human

Because of its omnipotent power

To spread the fresh air

While remaining humble to its value

To unite every American to come together

In a nation that is all too divided by politics

Because united we stand, divided we fall

A lesson that I learned from all trees in harmony with nature

Their purpose is to grand humans

Who are full of flaws

The eternity and the heavenly state.