I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.

I am walking in a pathway that i do not know where it goes, focusing on the peerless beauty of the nature. I explore my way in each step. Henry David Thoreau is whispering these words to my ear: “What would human life be without forests, those natural cities? From the tops of mountains they appear like smooth-shaven lawns, yet whither shall we walk but in this taller grass?”
I am walking, to live and let it live.