Longing for nature

The longing of a beautiful universe of creation that is beautiful and peaceful.
One day God will let me live
I want to sit back in an old wooden chair
Smelling the dew that had just bathed the grass
I watched the sun lay on the clouds as early as morning
I sat grazing a cup of coffee, which was full of sensations
Gazing at the mountains standing straight, wearing virgin trees
Someday I will live in peace, where nature always chirps the spirit of soul warming.
God someday, open that road, the road where I can blend with nature
At dusk, I came down from the hills with sweat that smeared my skin
I can see the sun back to its nest, drowning behind the mountains
At night I toast in silence, crickets chirp and nature reverberate, tease the leaves to dance erotic
The full-mooned moon highlights the darkness lurking behind the night bush
I want to go back to an era where I can fly sailing across the life waves with simple no-nonsense and theatrical
Stepping freely toward the desert of the grass and the winds were puffing
God, I want to greet nature at all times, embracing the beauty of his warm body, knitting peace before life ends.