A day with nature

Silent whispers pervading softly down the lane;

Beckoning vivid memories frivolous and sane;
Cascading through the serrated path of pleasure and pain;
How soothing are the tiny drops of rain.

Dark blanket emboldened with silver stone;
Mystics of a beautiful night is never known.
The rhythmic sway of those sweet smelling trees,
To the a cappella by the birds and the breeze.

The refulgence of the silky blue sky; 

The amour-propre of the deep blue sea;

When all the beautiful creations of thee,
Are embracing the horizon with glee,

Mother Nature, will it be alright,
On your soft lap, if I could lay to see,
A dream where I am being me;
And when life wants to set me free,
I shall offer you my soul as fee.

CCK