Sitting in the foothills of Himalaya
Sunset just closed to the sea
Touches the mind by Nature Maa
Walking himself in a romantic era.
Laying down in the hill earth
Coming step to step like berth
Safe the grass as value worth
Nurture mind with sound health.
Maybe the Himalaya ends in the ocean
The grass would not be forgiven
Lost himself with a lovely emotion
Just flew like a bird to heaven.
Never feels the moment as single
Blowing wind touches me as divine
Sweets sound of bird from jungle
Why am I here? nature asked me.
