I have turned grey since I walked
In the woods of this world, I stroll,
Amongst trees, where nature's my soul.
A gentle walk, just nature and I,
Together savoring life's symmetry.
The colors of nature's world unfold,
Vivid hues, as sunshine enhances gold.
Reflecting the world around me,
I'm at peace, in harmony.
The wind whispers through the trees,
A symphony, carried by the breeze.
Filling me with golden tunes,
Played by the divine's gentle hands.
Rain music gently falls on my soul,
Increasing ecstasy, peace makes me whole.
In the realm within my heart,
I find solace, a brand new start.
As I reach the peak of my bliss,
I look around, music surrounds me still.
Streams of melody flow gently by,
My own river, leading to my source—
my spirit, my core.
MyKoul
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