It feels here like in Wonderland, when you arrive
In my hinterland, where Peace thrives .

It's my motherland ,More than any Disney land .
Narrow roads, in meandering codes .
In lush green terrain , where colour's unfold.
Mother earth, bears heavy mountains' load.

As if the flute sounds in an empty hall,
River's melodious flow transcend peace to all.
Her path is hard , destination is afar.
Miles to go, guiding her own stars.

As you cross the bridge, taking you above the ridge.
Lush green field upstairs shapes, welcoming your escape.

You see the enchanting, greenwashed entrance,
Where love is poured from my family's essence.
A semicircle of yellow flowers showers,
Taking you away with its breathtaking power.

And infront of you is my home, a natural epitome,
Symphony of love , living sustainably enough.

Chirping of birds , scintillating rays of sun
Rising from behind the Hill's trough, the day's begun.
In the day's light , huge dense forest in your eye's height
It's authoritative, quite manipulative yet meditative .
Makes you to feel alright , its sprit to fight with all might.

The evenings greets you in many colours, sky making a queue.
Enjoy yourself in the Winterline view.
The few get this blessings out of the blues
To live in Mother Earth's Shoes .

To guess where I live, you have to take World map-
It's Northern India, for your convenience to tap.


© Alphaclimber01