On my way, to travels afar,
Far from the hustle of a city,
The sirens and Honks,
Away, I go.
Soft breezes bristle past my hair,
The sight of mountain highs in the distant,
Everything seemingly peaceful and fair,
All but my heart.
I run my heart out,
I dive into gorges,uninhabited
I smile at the fawns , play-fighting with each other
I brace and embrace nature,
I feel the freedom that it professes,
The peace that it emanates,
Nobody to bicker or hate.
I see the river flowing, giving life,
I see the trees dance to the tunes of a whirlwind.
I see Life.
Do me part,
For I got in nature,
What I lost in the honks and bustles of the city.
Photographer – Gireesh Singh.