My old ancestral village brings back memories that got replenished from the edges of mind's vicinity
The charm and grandeur of the tall coconuts 's green sublimity
Visiting it after decades fetches dreams before the illusive vision 's intensity
The subtle sound of flowing stream and the jingling of bullock cart offers the spark of music
Even the stars as if twinkle in rhythmic motion creating magic
Moon beam  spread grand extravaganza of light
Fatigue ends and the energy gets revitalized and the brain sprouts in delight