A day in the hills

As I set foot on the hilly road,

I stare in awe at the wondrous lore.

A sight that calms the labored eyes,

Like the gentle spark of starry skies.

Across the lofty mountains,

Amidst the lush green hills,

Across the whistling trees,

Across the dancing leaves,

Across the dreamy clouds,

Across the dappled light,

Across the snow peaked dunes,

Across the feathery tunes,

Across the chirping twigs,

Across the swirling figs,

Far across, in secluded woods

A sanctum of life lies embanked.

As far as the eyes spread awake,

I see the stretch of an azure lake.

A lake so serene that calms the mind,

Harboured by the serene land.

Free from filth and silt of man,

Freshly woven at nature's hand.

A pool or a spring or so I thought

For neither it was whispered my heart.

A stream so clear that the sky felt shy,

For a drop from it, could dye the sky.

The majestic clouds danced in joy,

For at last, they could see themselves enjoy

A flutter of wings spread across the sky,

As there was a race to swoop down high

As I marvel the scene before me,

I, me and mine seem lost to me.

The fragrance of the soil imbued with flora

Rekindles my soul with nature's aura

I lay myself on the turf so green,

It embraces me in its velvety sheen,

I look up to see the sky,

colour itself in orange light,

The clouds have become wary too,

The time has dawned to dusk into...

The twinkling stars pout and wry,

For it is their time to shine in light.

The sky slowly turned purple soon,

With stars spread around the silver moon,

The moon shines brighter than ever before,

For it wants its photograph in the glacier lake.

The gentle breeze tugs me tightly in,

And the flowing stream sings a melodious

hymn.

The crickets in the field add to the orchestra,

Slowly and surely I take everything in........