Doctor Nature
As the sun dips low into a haze,
A gentle breeze blows & tickles my face,
I relax my forlorn face into a smile,
Forget all my troubles for a while.
I slowly get out of my thoughts' trap,
Let myself fall into the nature's lap,
Its a pleasant weather with a chill in the air,
My most favorite season winter is here.
The pinkish sky & the almost set sun,
Capture my attention on the horizon,
Pretty chirpy birds are seen there too,
Flying away to the tree tops few.
A cold gust of wind blows into my face,
With great joy, against the flow I race,
It freshens me up and clears my mind,
In the company of nature happiness I find.
That's how nature in our lives plays a role,
Offering solace to the forlorn and wounded souls,
Every sight of nature on my wounds is a balm,
And I return to life's battles rejuvenated and calm..
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