A Walk In the Park
Consciously smelling the eloquent reds
A vibrance of colours
Rendering breath.
Scent of lilacs, taste of rain
Moments born out of something
Its all just natures strain.
Alien textures gathering dust
An avalanche of voices
A tranquil birdsong,
The helium lullaby sweeping trees
It all just a walk in the park
regardless of season.
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