Because I believe, the true manifestations of thoughts cluster only due to the intoxication of nature. While I am engrossed in perceiving those alluring and magical winds, what reflects is the vivid sight of the loquacious birds that seem to be relished by the refreshing air. The moment I peregrinate a midst the evergreen fauna, I lose myself into the beautiful panorama. I forget about the mundane worries of life on listening to those soothing and blissful meager sounds around.
It is like I am free from all the restrictions and the impediments of the busy, dull world around. This entirely beautiful new world helps me resurrect from a lifeless being crammed with stress to an independent bird in the nest. I keep walking the boulevard as I admire the ecstasy of nature. It gives me utmost happiness to watch and observe how the flowers blossom, how the little animals are so wrapped up in the trivial environment of theirs and how the winds caress the leaves of the huge trees while they talk to the air and sway to and fro.
To the tranquil clouds that make me cogitate,
And wonder if I would ever wander like them and wait.
Wait for the wind to carry me with it.
Or like a loquacious bird on the highest crescendo of a tree sit.
I ambulate the boulevard intoxicated by the mystical nature
As I feel the suppressed euphoria break just like a seed would rapture.
I want to convey to the presence of the quietest soul that lives beyond this world, who I find in the depth of the floor of the forest, the bark of the tree, in the cool air that we breathe, in the leaves displaying themselves in various patterns, swimming and splashing the cold water creating numerous ripples in the lake, within the majestic and huge mountains, that you define true beauty.
It is a complete trance that captures my mind, compassion that engulfs my heart, as my soul is absorbed by the vivacious obscure world.