Forest Scents
Forest Scents
The Scent gets Sweeter
As I Walk past the clouds
The Slow drizzle tickles my ear
The Morning sparrows
Praising my laughter
Dreams couldn't get this real
The narrow stream
Trebles past the pebbles
As the forest scent mesmerizes
Every sound an instrument,
Played by the noblest musicians
Dreams couldn't get this real.