Friday, June 7, 2013

at a new place...

'wow...'
The was the first thing that came
Out of him...
Seeing the virgin green...
A new place...
he had discovered...
Traveling...the same...

And the beauty of the place
Simply him floored...
Cause it was full of trees...
Trees various...
Trees sacred smelling...
Trees incense breeding...
Trees vertical
And wide wide spread...
Trees filled with flowers...yellow...white...pink...and red...
And big trees...
Very big...
With trunks strong...old banyans...
Aged and full of experience...
Trees carrying last night's rainy sense
Still on their leaves...
Moist...fresh...and so so green
As if the golden sparkle
Just coming out
From the Sun
Under the cloud...
Made those trees and their beings
Even more beautiful...
So filled with life...
Life full...

And he placed...
his feet...
Opening his shoes
On the carpet green...
Moist...
Leafy...
Softy...

he there stood
Silent...
Filling him up
With the cool under feet
And
Closing his eyes
he opened his ears...

And got all the chirpings
Of birds melodious...

he stood...
Silent...
Being filled
By nature
The Holy Mother...
At a new new place...

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