Gift for my soul

 

On a walk to a serene place

bare footed 

 touching the ground

Surfaced out

 My hamlet nostalgia 

 like an impression 

On a wet cement

I treasured in past

Will treasure 

When my present 

becomes future

The lush paddy field 

with crops waving

caused by gentle breeze

Touched my soul

With aromatic 

Mother earth

Nature at its best.

A pass , beauty of rift valley 

Joined hands 

held me close

Captivating through 

my blessed eyes

a stunning display of

 trees with

 fruits and flowers 

Flooded by swarm of bees

Birds chirping along with

Cuckoos melancholy strain

From a distance 

Brushed my ear lobe

touched my heart 

Ran out of words

with clouds descending down 

touching the alps

a nature's romance 

with droplets 

drenching the surface 

leaving the moisture 

on the petals of flowers 

mesmerised by the moments 

I forget myself .....

a gift i give myself now through 

a feeling which is never ending till

 this soul merges with nature...



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