With the serene calmness
of passing through
the lush green fields,
and old quiet cottages,
my heart wanders back in time
when mind was light
and pockets lighter,
joy of just being at a place,
made me glow brighter.

As the train rushes
damp villages glide by,
I wont recall the cottage
nor the pond or the tree
but I will soak in the view
filled with slow tranquility.

A small space of mine,
a sweet four square feet,
I fold a chair just fine.
My mind flies over the lake,
which reflects the morning rays
I hear the calls of cranes,
adding tranquility for calmness sake.

In my balcony ,
three pots of plants
with colorful smiles,
give me silent company,
gentle fragrance of love,
spreading freshness for happiness' sake.

I sip my coffee,
the green, blue and orange,
help gulp down my bitterness
and let out a breath of hope,
subduing pain for today's sake.

no words uttered, no song sung,
just a dose of nature,
through the small space of mine,
helps restore my love so amateur,
and for my days to shine.