Where My Soul Meets
As I stride on the soil of ecstasy
Feeling the winds of serenity
Making peace within my soul
Breathing by every second that I hold
While walking along the sands of gold
I leave behind a story to be told
With a beautiful feeling I’ll never grow old
I walk the miles on the sands of gold
As my feet kiss the cold blue waves
I stretch my arms just to fly away
Closing my eyes with calmness I sway
Loosing track of every second by day
Looking up to the sky I hear the sounds,
The sounds of bees, the sounds of trees,
The sounds of the enthralling orchestral breeze
Hypnotising me with the sound of the deep blue sea
So I sit back and reflect on the soil of ecstasy
The soil of joy, the soil of peace,
The soil where I would love to be
The soil called Goa where my soul meets.
- Sherwin Fernandes
Copyright © Sherwin Fernandes | Year Posted 2015
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