Views being zero.
Visitors being zero.
The blog looks zero
Well, zero is a beginning
It is also an end
with its value infinite
as without zero being there
nothing would sound finite.
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Infinite Seen.
The infinite stares at you
stunning at you at times
smiling at you on occasions
stabbing you during periods
an intervention dark and deep
that has to be faced
could never be avoided
as its presence is omnipotent
calling for immediate attention
casting a glory and gloom
all at the 
same time
Driving through undulation.
Crossing the vegetation,
Negotiating the rude turns,
Breaking through the thorny ferns,
We went up above the hills
It was sombre sweet,
Birds chirping a gentle tweet,
Gleefully whisked along the way,
Benevolently carried away in sway,
We went up above the hills.
It was refreshing smart,
With breeze blowing aloft,
Aromatic fragrance spreading across,
Caressingly l
ifting the nostrils to a gross,
We went up above the hills.
It was green,
Full of sheen,
Layers of lush trail,
Lay freely without bail,
We went up above the hills.
It was picturesque,
Never was it grotesque,
Throwing a colourful hue,
Glowing under a lovely blue,
We went up above the hills.
It was totally fresh,
There was no rude brush,
Rendering a breathlessness,
Inducing a togetherness,
We went up above the hills.
It was Nature , pristine nature,
It was a feature, delightful feature,
The grace was infinite,
The exuberance was never too finite,
We went up above the hills.
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