Bliss in the woods – A Poem

 There is a pleasing silence in the howling winds

There is calmness in the thunder and lightning

There is bliss in the sound of roaring sea waves

There is sense of togetherness and joy in the pine forest

There is an overwhelming sense of familiarity on the concealed trails

On the mountain top and deep into the sea;

All the dirt and pebbles have absorbed that comforting music

Verdant meadows to swathe you in their springy turf

This all brings me back here, back to the woods.


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Garima says:

    I love your lively stories and poems.\m/


  2. Kiran Bisht says:

    Thanks, Garima. I’m glad you love them. Keep visiting 🙂


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