The breeze calls me till I wake from my slumber,
feels like its been years till I woke,
the spring paves my way till I see,
the meadows and trees guarding me from all ways,
the sun feels playful as it plays peek-a-boo,
from behind the heavy foliage,
forming a canopy of floral blooms above,
the rains feel quite dry when the drops are actually petals,
the wind turns more colourful when its the feathers of birds,
fluttering around are the butterflies- shimmery and vibrant,
the world never was this magical before.