On a camping trip at the edge of the forest, the sunset was dipping below the horizon. Dusk is the time when deer roam around eating leaves, birds are sleeping, bugs are settling down, bunnies are in burrows, and cicadas are buried in the earth. There was a gentle breeze with the scent of pine and earth. The evening light cast long shadows and bathed everything in a golden glow.

I walked further into the forest and found a clearing with wildflowers of every color and green clover as ground cover. I spotted a crystal-clear stream with waters sparkling in the fading light. The beauty was so overwhelming; it was as if I had entered into a different realm, untouched by human hands or time.

In that moment, I was enveloped and connected to the universe and the vastness of the sky with a sensation so deep that words failed to capture its essence. The feeling of peace, awe, and spiritual reverence for nature took over. It was a fleeting moment, an ineffable experience that will remain in my memory, bones, and blood forever.