Today trees play the role of minstrels
with the wind aiding to their songs.
Birds fly and chirps
and whispers among themselves
perhaps they too feel,
what a beautiful day it is.
Sun burns bright and exuberant
filling each corners and every curve
with it's best of the lights.
And every now and then
flocks of stork wander tirelessly
and soar low and high
in this radiant ocean of serendipity.