Friday, 20 December 2013

Quietly

The door closed and I didn't notice
Stepping ahead on the stone pathway
I walked and felt the sun rays
When I opened my eyes
Green leaves canopied above
Blue sky peeped through the criss-cross
Mossy ground with musical wetness
Happiness happiness happiness
There in the heart of the forest
Sun rays spread strongly on a spot
I went near and then I saw
The preparation for a little plant to grow 

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