Beneath the sky i was standing, watching through my eyes, the blue, i always like to seek, while millions of thoughts round my mind, in a confused state i am, not knowing what to feel.

I walk here and there watching the birds fly, the clouds and the sun behind them shine, is it just me who talks back to the elements of life like the tribe who sings along with the birds and rhyme.

The cold breeze of wind flows over my body and the hair on my skin feels them right, the reaction is so tight like a grass growing on a site.

My feet felt so numb at that time, i walked over the pebbles with my bare foot to reach near a tree and hug it tight.

The warmth of nature prevented me from being sick and die at time but i knew the nature knew me, it was mine, quite selfish i could be, who is here to mind, its me and the wild having a good time.

I play with the squirrels, which are least interested in me but the nuts i hold in my hands, i give them once at a time, the food they crave for, i play like this with the squirrels every time.

Feeling tired and weak, i sleep their itself while hearing the chirping sound of birds and whispers of the bees, the music it produces, brings my mind at peace, the day continues like the way it is and the nature visits every time i seek for it.

© Parth vyas