Abstract Worlds.

I live on another lonely plant.
on a high exuberant mountain close to a bright mysterious sea.
Above me the transparent clouds flow past me.
through clouds the superlative synthetic stars glance down at me.
From the puzzling atmosphere that nature holds.
It all surrounds me in its relaxing raw fresh scent.
I walk through the grassy cool sand flowing through my toes like sand through an hour glass.
I look up when I end up to my destination I hear the ocean shores of de-stress and nature speaking around me.