Heaven of Childhood

Heaven of Childhood I was seven when I chanced to glance my heaven, a peaceful haven. Small town Deoghar in India, sate Bihar, short stay however. Amazing errand. I discovered my dreamland, solitary strand. Restless flowing brook. On stream pebbles and stones shook, cheerful to look. Somewhere wide or thin or deep or shallow, yet clean. Nature was pristine. Surrounded by hill, forest to arouse my thrill, Great Nature to feel. Sank in fine flora, whelmed in nice wild aroma, prim panorama. Collected descent smooth shiny stones transparent gems-like apparent. When seven by age first closeness with foliage, river, mountain range. My zealous venture to blend myself in Nature. Peerless picture. 11/06/16 Series of Rhyming Haiku with mono rhyming stanzas