Can such rising hoods and sobbing skies
Drop out without his exist?
Of water and fire
Of sky and earth
Of birth and death
When the door of truth is right,
All components of satisfaction and distress are replied
Beguiling the ocean and mixing the sky sets
No, those are all bluffs
Since each man along these lines may whisper in the woods,
Tend to hysteria, upon to vanish in itself
Setting sun reposes and hides its blissful rays
Its fading glaze like a line of swordplay’s
The nights complementing when suns away
My heart melts in the allure till the dawn of the day
Beer and a pool side seat..
If not nature, what are you looking for ?
As he sets down the line..
He bids adieu setting a golden hue…
As the night charms. 🙂
Nature is always bestowed as a gift – pure, innocent and lovely.
Let us take care of it – nourish and protect gently !!!
Peeping rays playing hide and seek
Looking at it, I am happy at peak…