It is a far away place
away even to trace
no one should know
away from the daily flow
the sun should rise late
lethargic and lazy of date
shine a little and hide a while
bright and dark in an alternative style
the wind soft and feather like
goes past striking the face alike
could resemble a kiss and an embrace
chivalrously bestowed with grace
the rains should come like a sprinkle
a shower so light and petal soft in a tickle
while I sit there besotted at the top
besieged by none of my worldly thoughts
just breathing and breathing out the fresh air
my nostrils swell with gusto as there be none to share
my mind traverses across in a flight of fancy
wishes to land nowhere but sail in a trance
an unexplained tranquillity prevails
as I gaze around quoting a hail
Hail To Thee, Nature in all your glory
an exhilaration beyond an explainable story.
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