Getting In The Gear

                

Somewhere behind the Huayna, there was a wooden cabin,

Peter lived there with an amazing companion and the land graben.

Yes, he has companionship of none other than those woods,

Which called on him through an acoustic psithurism as loud they could.

The Roses, the Mountain ash, the Eucalyptus and the Pine,

All did wait to check – Was Peter fine?

There was a lot to speak, there was a lot to hear,

There was a treasure of dreams, there was liana of fear!

The enchanting burble as if asking – How are you my dear?

Peter was quiet as the life is getting in its gear.

The tintinnabulation tried convincing that life is just so clear,

Sometimes sorrow, sometimes joy so enjoy it and just cheer.

Upon the galaxies in the sky, there were fire balls,

Asking him to be observant, for the amazed souls.

The wind chimes in the balcony brought message by the fairy,

He was asked to forget that all and try being little merry.

Peter asked himself – Where is the place of time, I wonder!

Storms and calm and storms and peace and why again the thunder?

The voice of mountain followed the question and tried to answer,

Why are you worried my child, you are Mercy’s pancer.

You being twinged and you being gloomy, he [Mercy] wouldn’t have wanted this!

What all he [Mercy] wanted was your success and that is all your bliss.

The woods’ reminder wakes Peter up from his deep thoughts,

Then he observed and wondered seeing the meadow lots!

The Angles remind you of being unprophetic and live with the flow,

Don’t be the clairvoyant, as the ringer of evils go!

Let your life has some bells and something you just don’t know,

Have a cascade of positivity and let your existence glow!

Listen Peter, the Mountains are again calling,

The woods are dense and deep and all that just bawling.

The Oak, the Pine, the Eucalyptus remain,

Here they are to have something to explain!

You’re here with no bounding or shredding chain,

Live without past, without pain and be someone alive with all gain.

He gave you a life, he gave you a beautiful heart.

He wants you to be happy, brave and everything you need to be to have a headstart!

The Roses, the Mountain ash, the Eucalyptus and the Pine,

All asked again – Is Peter fine?

This time Peter had a competition.

This time Peter had a great mission.

This time Life was quiet and silent.

With peace and it was no more violent.

The Deciduous again has psithurism as if the twinge had gone,

The rustling of oak and pine showed that they had won.

The burbling water asked again – How are you my dear?

Peter said – marvelous, as this time he gets in the gear!

HE GETS IN THE GEAR.