Living near the sky

Living near the sky, to talk at night with the stars, is not it bliss, which? is it worth every landlord? Breathe with the Earth, with the wind running in the rhythm, to boast dew in the morning is not it a gift I ask myself? Today, in town towns, we have grown up. Nature is watching in a monitor. We are glad we survived, if rain drives us outdoors. And we will ask ourselves in time: "Have I lived on Earth, when from great deeds, did I not see the face of Dawn? "