An Hour With Nature

Showering under the morning bliss,

I picked up a needle and a thread of glee.

Weaving a butterfly of dreams,

And moulding the hazel sun rays-

Into the kaleidoscope of escapes.

Miles lie between us,

Said I to the edge of grudges,

As I sat down on the lushy grass,

With the tickling rabbits chasing-

Towards my cheeks.

Seized were my soul,

Kissing thoroughly an aroma of peace,

Mountains seemed echoing my indulgence,

Behind the fuzzy clouds,

Drizzles of time left me numb.

In this moment of serenity,

I let the nature rule over my life,

And saw turning down the jigsaw of perils.

Ensuring, this wasn't an ephemeral bubble,

I took my leftover pieces of chuckle,

Buried inside at the end of negative infinite.