Influenced by the Moon, You push me offshore, You swap to a different mood, You applause for a last encore. I comply, I am your slave, To you, forever I am tied, 'Cause I am a loving wave, Prisoner of your tide.
I sit by the lake, on the lush green grass, gently try to break my inner thoughts, and silently assimilate chirping of birds, rhythmic swaying of trees by the sweet breeze, stare at the white cotton clouds spread on the chimerical blue and try to soak the pure dew till the morning remains new.
I love the morning sunshine in a pure blue sky after rains :) :)