Night.

I love forest at night.
Soft light of the moon, an owl hooting, the whisper of eternity in my ear, black pines, icy captivating stars...
It is so easy to breathe at night in the woods.
The pain fades, memories are dim, dreams come alive.
I wish I would lie now on the cold forest grass and see nothing but the dark blue sky, celestial diamond fields and light haze of the clouds.
To feel alive.