the smell of the rainforest

The humidity in the air, this hot, sweet, earthy, heavy air.

The birds that twitter so differently.

The buzzing sound of the jungle.

A mixture of a thousand beetles, cicadas, leaves in the wind.

As if it existed as a great whole, with all its inhabitants

and under the protection of the green ceiling above all

a holistic concert would take place.

With sharpened senses, I soak up everything.

I feel so free and peaceful.

At ease.

Like the child who was playing outside back then.

All by herself, she had forgotten everything around her.

I think nature can really give us back a piece of carefree childhood.

The long forgotten adventure.

Peter Pan.