A Day In a Town

Sun was bright shining in the sky i wandered in the lands of distant unknowingly the scenery had a bucolic setting the clouds harbinger-ed the arrival of rain i could feel the petrichor but it was ephemeral the efflorescence of trees bore apples the apples on the trees were redolent and winsome the erstwhile serendipity of this place could be felt my dalliance with this place would be remarkable my father had a old propinquity with this town he felt freedom in this paradise and i too in epiphany the night grew dark and came the queen the shining moon