A simple, cozy hut,
In a calm, secluded, misty glen,
With winding brooks and waterfalls,
With shady trees and bushes green,
Where the air is fresh and clean,
Refreshed with floral fragrance –
No struggle, no contention,
No tension or pretension,
Just restful relaxation
And peaceful contemplation –
That's what the heart expects.
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The title caught my attention, Saleh, and I wasn't disappointed. So visual that I'd like to be there right now! Love, Fran xx