The pleasant plain enclosed by mountain
And the cloudy sky hanging over,
As they hiding a heaven from alien discern,
Who knows not the mystery ever.
I was sitting down relax upon the lea,
Among the red yellow poppy dancing,
As the howling breeze passed by me,
My heart rose up murmuring a caroling.
I saw a lark soaring singing,
Like me unlike to this eden,
Trying to commence a new begining
Departing later life and here transcend.
The sour cries of industries and mines,
Boon of lust and eternal curiousness were far away,
My restless mind longed to lessen for while,
On that forenoon of sunny day.
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