The Green Fields

While travelling by the train,

A beautiful thought crossed my brain,

The fields & trees, grasses so green,

I wonder, where had these I already seen?

Seen in my dreams, when I was a child,

When I played, when I was wild,

When cool wind blew past my face,

I could just wonder at nature’s grace.

The green field, the grasses lush,

On my weary face, they lightly brush,

Till on my face there’s a blush,

Filled with happiness, I feel very flushed.

My country is vast, of bright, green fields,

Of farmers & peasants, of workers & guilds,

Now, I am feeling sleepy,

The only thing that keeps me happy.