The sound of bird’s singing is all around, the odd buzzing of a bee as it flies between the flowers, a gentle breeze in the air, rustling the leaves of the trees and bushes. A River meanders past, softly joining it’s voice to the chorus of Nature. The sun’s rays are seeping through, patches of Sunlight hit the Forest floor, Blue Bells basking in it’s warmth. Sitting, leaning against a large old Oak tree, eyes closed, the Orchestra all around, for that time, it’s calm, peaceful, not a care in the world, deep breathing and stillness. Nothing can harm me in the peacefulness of the Mind Forest listening to Nature’s Orchestra.