The sun beat down heavily upon my neck. I could feel as it started to pink my flesh.
I found a shady tree that was in the middle of a big meadow. I wasn't sure if it was just a mirage or real but I sat under it either way and it offered relief from the sun. The shade felt colder than it actually was due to my prolonged exposure to the sun.
I looked up through the leaves and the sun fell slightly upon my face. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of it caressing my face. I opened my eyes again, looking at the leaves, that was when my imagination took charge of me.
The canopy of the tree reminded me of the night sky and the patches of sun were twinkling stars. Whenever the wind blew the leaves and created a temporary gap, it was a shooting star to me.
All of this as a result of a simple walk in the meadow.