The moon reaches out
Caressing your face
Her soothing touch
The wind blows on you
Ruffling sliken strands
His boyish charm
The forests speak to you
A tongue intuitive,unlearnt
Of eternal truths
The birds sing for you
Flowers yearn for your touch
The grass waits to feel you
Rivulets to wash your pain
To make you whole again
Feel the ancient bond
Connecting you and her
In the womb of Nature
Rest awhile,rejuvenate
Find yourself.
P.S: Im not very happy with this one. Something which I cant lay my finger upon makes this incomplete.
Bamboo
4 years ago
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