My musings

The Sun at my back, The breeze flowing through my hair.

I lie on the grass, in the nature’s lap. Feels like my mother caressing my back.

The butterflies are a sight to behold! And I see the squirrels spreading cheer.

The air so fresh, the rays so warm. The grass so green, I feel like a queen.

I wish to continue this all life long, never return from my sojourn.

But life awaits me with it’s own tales! Tales of love, work, fights and crisis which are frail.

And my home sweet home beckons me, and I dive deep again.