Visions of a Forest Dream

A dark canvas with the picture of a withering tree 

Its branches melt away into pink and purple hues

Light rays break down into bits of diamonds

The scattered bits mingle with the colours

Colours that dance along the wind like sea waves

Pearl droplets rise from the wet grass 

And float in the air like bubbles of dew. 

Glowworms lit up the dark alleys of the forest

Like twinkling stars on a maiden's hair 

The forest is dark and wild

Its long and twisty roads,

Like the passage to a woman's heart

The deeper you go, 

You lose your way

Once you enter her world,

You are never the same again

You lose yourself 

To find something new.

The forest is full of sounds and mysteries

She waits for those who seek them...

Following the trail of the Butterflies...

I roam freely in the fields of golden grains,

The Sun shines brightly behind the shoulders’ of the mountains

A swarm of butterflies dance to the tune of the northeastern winds

I witness the graceful tap of those tiny wings;

The opening and closing of a universe full of secrets.

Wings like soft petals of heavenly flowers,

Wings full of colours and stories,

Turning into a kaleidoscope of my life…

Where do they come from?

Where do they go?

Theirs is a relentless search of beauty

Just like the dream, I chase on my two feet…

Making their way through the dense forests,

They carry the pulse of the wild and the mysterious.

Once they reach the gardens of daffodils,

Their souls blend in with the mood of the season.

I look around

I don’t see them anymore

Suddenly it’s winter,

Fields clad in thick foam of white snow

I close my eyes, a world moves inside me

I open my eyes to the scene of wings fluttering out of a cocoon

And it’s spring once again...

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I felt infinite...

I sit here silently, 

Happy with what I have 

And letting go of what stood beyond me. 

The colours of nature enter my soul through my eyes, 

And in that moment,

I felt infinite...

Those are my trips...

When I was away, yet here.
My body, mind and soul scattered around the world.
I was listening, or maybe not.
The conversations went on with my hmmms
I was somewhere, yet nowhere in particular

The mind flaps her wings and takes me away.
Being there at two places at the same time,
Those are my trips ...

That's when we were free...

When we laughed without a care in the world, 
Our masks let gone of; 
All our fears vanished into the thin air.
That's when we actually met, 
That's when we were free...

The Young & The Wild...

You wander like a nomad in your youth. You follow the wind, see seasons change...
And then, marvel at nature's secrets.
They tell you to stick to the lines,
But you're quite the mischievous hopper, aren't you?

With the heart of a wild child,
You laugh at all those falls.
Even with the pain, you muster up some courage.

Perhaps, the boundaries are meant to protect
But the world beyond fascinates you...

You create your own directions, The walls can't hold you back.

Hope surprises you.

Hope is like a solitary leaf dancing with the wind,
Flying freely and carelessly...
Sometimes, you're almost certain that she'll fall flat on her face..
And that's when she surprises you.