The smell of burning wood brings a certain kind of peace to mind. Just the smell is all enough to settle sporadic thought, especially in the midnight forest.
Chirps are a distant memory as the music of the forest is replaced with the crickets song.
The rustling of the bushes are heard through the dead of night as they prance and dance along.
The burning wood amongst the campfire brings a warm glow of delight as it gently kisses the skin.
What more can be asked for when spending time with the Earth? There is nothing here to gain, nothing here to win.
All that there is, is a moment to be. Relaxed and pure as the forest air we breathe.