Entangled, is the moisture in this haze;
Seven colours of magic surround this place.
Like a dream it is to me, a dream it really is.
It’s a place where time has no boundaries,
It’s a place where sounds blend into a musical,
It’s a place where joy surrounds all,
There’s a sense of quietness in these notes;
River sings to me like a symphony that floats.
Nature is good, nature is beautiful,
Away from the slumber of this dead end life,
I am on a tranquil journey into the wild.
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I like the picture and it fits nicely. You've well-described the delight "nature" offers to so many of us. We lose ourselves and griefs momentarily and breathe free. This is a very nice piece and well done. I enjoyed it!
Without any doubt top marks for this. The first line is an excellent line beginning an excellent poem.
thanks you guys for the kind comments..
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