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.
I love your lively stories and poems.\m/
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Thanks, Garima. I’m glad you love them. Keep visiting 🙂
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