In the lap of Nature

Birds singing, leaves dancing,

The evening dusk slowly,

Putting on its cloak.

The orange sky, the green meadows,

And the fragrant flowery rows,

Waving with gentle strokes.

The cricket's calls to mate,

The moonlight's teasing glow. 

The distant bells ring in the temple,

espousing the depth of this moment and its flow.

                                                                                 

I feel like immersing myself,

Like a boat at the deep sea.

Gliding through the starry sky with the flow.

Freedom is here for me,

Wanting nothing but just to be,

In this, I find the moment of rest,

In this, I discover the moment of flow.

Experiencing the moments,  

Of Spring in mind and the creative juices.  

Getting this gypsy to sing praises,

Expressing gratitude to the artist divine.©