Journey of life, tiresome oft,
Acquires solace in nature’s lap,
soft.
Revives the soul in green, new
hopes sprout,
Gushing stream of emotions, convey
what’s life all about.
Nature providing refuge from every
day’s hustle bustle,
Exploring vividly our existence,
green leaves murmur and rustle.
Ants at work, one behind the other,
long train,
Ant-hood respectable, moving around
without constrain.
Some passing moments fade away,
like dead leaves, crispy, dry,
Yet bring forth numerous moments to
cherish, dream and try.
Some rocks hinder our movement, and
we know not,
How they purify, glorify us and our
thoughts.
When life’s path seem strange to go
on,
Try barefoot, and with zeal be
gone.
True beauty resides in leisure, of
pleasure,
Like the deep evening sky, azure.
by Anam
(Photograph by Mr. Jonathan Koshy V)
