In
the woods I walked,
And
with my soul kept pace,
I
neither looked sideways nor stalked.
But
looked for a heart with grace.
I
seek and seek.
But
find none to set my emotions to peak.
All
my hopes dwindle –
As
my heart doesn’t kindle.
I
surf through the leaves –
To
lighten up my grieves.
But
this grief enhances –
When
nothing special chances.
I
look for a charming chum.
But
I am turned down as scum.
I
have this love-worm,
On
its spree of an eternal term.
I
yearn to have someone to cuddle.
But
I am showed the way to the puddle.
I’ll
render this voyage.
And
will view this world like a sage.
This
morning will start at a different note.
I’ll
pursue the nature in a rowing boat
Dew
falls on leaves and condenses on greenery
Thus,
I find myself in a brewery.
I
carry on with my jog….
On
the way covered with fog.
I
am struck by a sight.
A
sight of ‘cub-fight.’
Here
I am gratified,
And
my soul gets pacified.
I
get the real eye-delight,
As
it is all calm and light.
I’m
running down the course
With
all eternal force.
And
nature opening all its doors.
With
all this charm, it lures.
Meanwhile,
the sun rises in the east.
It’s
a real sight to feast.
Now
it’s a tryst of fate.
I’m
alive, but seeing heaven’s gate.
In
these budding rays of the sun,
Birds
chirp around and have fun.
I
see the peacock dance,
And
peahen throwing a passionate glance.
I’m
lucky to have this chance –
To
expound to you this instance.
Now
I’ve discovered a vantage point.
It’s
in my soul which is nature’s foremost client.
Thus,
I am now a new leaf,
And
have resolved all my grief.
I
cherish every moment,
And
life seems to me radiant.
Sorrow
from my life eludes –
For
its so magical in the woods.
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