Close your eyes and listen.
A blackbird sings from the top of the tallest beech, his song a kiss to break the spell of night. The rattle and scrape of leaves falling through the trees is more startling than you expect: the sound of autumn hard at work. Nearby the river bubbles in a soothing drone and waterbirds cackle through its wake.
Now, open your eyes and see: webs, dew, leaves, light. Everything your heart needs to keep beating. Everything your soul needs to keep breathing.