They left in search of inspiration,
But peace they found instead,
Solace they set out to attain,
But heaven they found instead,
Rivers, valleys, meadows and streams,
Indeed it was a land of dreams,
Whether rolling plains or mountain peaks,
The beauty swept you off your feet,
The crisp cool air and clear blue skies,
Beauty none can realize,
With stars and galaxies above,
Indeed it was a land of love,
In the distance congregations of idle horses,
The land of giants and mystical forces,
The land of giants and mystical forces.
A trip to the magical Deosai Plains prompted me to express my appreciation for nature, but I acknowledge that no words can do nature any real justice
