The Sun is setting slowly in the distance.
The horizon is a gold line of light, the Sun seemingly hanging in that one spot, as if frozen in time.
Tall grass fills your view, the gentle breeze making it move like waves in the ocean.
The rustling sounds mix with the occasional bird singing somewhere nearby.
Everything looks golden and you can see the moon starting to appear as the sky darkens.
You feel warmth and you close your eyes to take in a deep breath.
You decide to lay down on your back, in the middle of this grassy field.
You open your eyes and see white little clouds slowly moving north. It's like a curtain slowly opening to reveal the greatest stage, that of space and it's endless stars.
You breathe out.
Your lids are heavy.
The wind whispers sweetly into your ears, the breeze is warm and smells of Summer.
You imagine the ground is the sky and you are looking down into the infinite, countless galaxies stretching into forever.