The Walk

The walk in the forest roads,

In the early morning of this winter.

Walking in between the greeneries,

Listening the birds and seeing the sun rising.

The due drop looks like a gold shiny pearl,

And the air feels as if I’m touching a soul,

I’m energised, as I’m getting soaked in a freshness of nature.

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