Nature and Peace
written by: Girl wanna write
@mailgarima
Cold is slipping in gradually
The sky is insipid
Birds migrating, trees bare
Look around and see only void
The hope still remains; little yet persisting;
The sun trying to peep out; clouds painting the blue
The crimson, orange splashes all over the canvas
The serene view adds a smile and takes the breath away
Pondering over; is the canvas all set to be painted?
The air carries a scented mist; a fresh breath of air
Witnessing the sheer bliss of nature; gives some chills
What can I call this; the struggle to tag remained for a while
Calm and composed was set; meditate and reflect was the call;
The command was followed; peace was then bestowed upon
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