I go to the woods where there is no hominian…
A place with birdy chirrups.
The sky above me remind my dreams
The tree that stood near me has shed a fruit for my hunger
Again I look the sky, it is filled with snowy cotton candies.
I sit down on the grassy mat of mother earth
Somebody ejects out my pain.
I can only discern the musky fragrance of creamy white champa,
I feel so fresh like a flower bud.
Nature, you are a blessing at its fullest sense…
~Gayathri. C
Kerala, India
It’s nice to read and gives a good feeling; I felt that the feeling smoothened my mind.😇