44Magic

Once I sailed, in a boat, 

in a cool blue sea.

Winds were gentle, the breeze pleasant, and sweet. 

The Sun at the horizon, smiling and gazing at me.

Saying good bye, scattering pink, and orange colors in the sky.

Mesmerizing me.

Was that magic. Yes.

The sea gulls diving in waters, catching fish for dinner.

the birds retiring to their nest, to be with family, for rest.

The cool breeze tickled my cheeks, blew my tresses,

yearning to get some kisses.

I smiled, I giggled, and let it fiddle,

for there was some magic in its touch. 

It was a riddle !

Happy for this sail,

after a day's hectic, unrewarding trek.

I realized, how necessary it was 

to be with nature,

 just for this soothing, healing touch,

a magic wand.

The evening star, beckoned me,

to come back to the shore.

For the night has cast its star sttuded veil in the sky.

Bidding me good bye !

Lest you get lost,

and the magic you feel might not last.

From this hum-drum of life,

squeezing your energy, a necessity for tired soul,

to escape, take a break, 

for Nature is a great Magician.