The Meandering

The Meandering

This surreal seraphic idyll
In it, I take repose
I feel and hear the zephyr
Gently caressing the meadows

The song of the winds so splendid
With a symphony of the rustling leaves
The faraway birds, chirping high
Against the sky and above the trees

Lost here in my meanderings
I would never want to depart
This sojourn, I know is momentary
Will stay treasured in my heart!

-Pradeep Wahule

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